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[ { "from": "human", "value": "As a prank a witch detached your cock and suctioned it to the shower in the girl's dorm. Neither of you expected how frequently it was going to be used, nor knew that it couldn't get soft again!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okay, Aggie. Haha, very funny. Now, give me my cock back, Todd said firmly. His pants were tossed to the side, though his blue buttonup remained in place. His brown eyes stared intently into the petite witchs blues. \n\nAbout that Aggie picked at her fingernails anxiously, trying to find the right words. \n\nWhat? About my cock? The cock **you** stole from me as some sort of- Todds eyes got big, somewhat zoning out. I wha- where? He started before biting his lip. \n\nI well its not here, Todd. Thats why I cant give it back I thought it would be funny to turn it into a suction dildo? Aggie smiled demurely and brushed her curly brown hair behind her ear. Her hat did a good job of hiding her face most of the time, but she kept it back, trying to gauge Todds reaction or get a laugh at the least. Todds eyes focused on the wall ahead of him and he seemed lost to something else. \n\nWhere did you put it? He asked, his gaze suddenly focusing on the inexperienced witch. \n\n****\n\nSo it just appeared? Cindy asked. Her white towel covered her body. She was still sweaty from drill team practice, but all of the other sorority girls seemed fascinated by this mysterious dildo. \n\nYeah. No one knows when it appeared, but Julie was in the shower, and said it wasnt there. When Kristi stepped in to take her shower, she noticed it. We all blamed Julie, but-\n\nI *swear!* That thing is not mine. Yall know I would get something bigger than that! She laughed. Her hair was still damp, now bundled up in the towel resting on the top of her head like a birds nest. The chorus of sorority girls crowded around laughed and nodded in acknowledgment. \n\nOkay, so what do we do with it? Have we tried just taking it off the wall? Cindy stepped forwards. Its kinda gross because we dont know where its been but \n\nShe reached forwards and wrapped her hand around the base. She gave the toy a tug, but it didnt budge. Oh she considered how strong the suction cup must be. The petite brunette gave it another tug, to no avail. She slid it up the shower wall, back down, but the suction cup seemed affixed. There was no removing this toy. \n\nOkay well I still need to shower. So get out and well call maintenance to come take it off later, she instructed. The other girls all nodded in agreement, standing to leave. \n\nNo horseplay, okay Cin? We dont know where that thing has been, Julie teased. She winked at her brunette sorority sister and turned to leave as the faucet turned back on. \n\nCindy dropped her towel and stepped into the shower. As she bathed, she couldnt help but think about that dildo. It didnt feel like silicone. It felt real. She would almost say fleshy, if that word didnt sound so disgusting in her mouth. Regardless, her eyes couldnt resist falling onto the dildo every time her back was to the shower head.\n\nNow that she looked at it closer, it *did* seem to be throbbing? \n\nCindy crouched down and got close to it. She put her face right up against the material and gave it a sniff. It didnt smell like silicone. Or like lube. It smelled like a man. Shed gone down on more than one boyfriend and she knew the scent of a mans undercarriage. \n\nFucking weird, she whispered to herself. Her hand seemed to operate on its own, moving to the shaft and grasping it. Again, she couldnt help but think about how real it felt. But kinda cool. \n\nCindys hand was almost the perfect size for the cock. Her fingers wrapped around it fully, while still leaving enough space for her to stroke it. And stroke it, she did. \n\nA few strokes and a small bubble of precum spurted from the tip. Cindy stepped back, surprised but the sudden emergence. Something drew her back, though. \n\nIn her head, she justified it as a trick of the light. Water must have accumulated from the shower steam and seemed to be the clear precum shed seen before. Despite her hesitations, Cindy wanted to taste it. \n\n****\n\nA fucking SORORITY HOUSE?! Todd groaned. He could feel something holding his cock, stroking it slowly. He could feel the precum pass out of the tip, and the sudden disappearance of sensation as the user withdrew. \n\nAggie, you gotta get it back. This isnt- Todd gasped as he felt his cock enveloped by a warm, wet orifice. \n\nIsnt what, Toddy? Aggie taunted. She stepped up to her crystal ball and waved her hands around it. She whispered a spell that she had mastered after years of practice, opening up a small window to the bathroom that she had left the cock. \n\nToddy? Cat got your cock? Is something *distracting you?* her words were cruel now. She watched the brunettes head bob up and down on the cock. She could tell the girl was skilled both from watching her work and from Todds reactions. \n\nFuck- Todd gasped. The girl was relentless. She sucked his cock like her life depended on it or like she hadnt had cock in a while. \n\nOh, I probably should tell you I did some pheromonal enchantments on the cock. This is part of the prank, of course. The girls of that house will be *highly motivated* to play and your cock wont get soft, Aggie explained, though she couldnt tell if Todd was listening or not. Well, it shouldnt enchantments can be tricky and Im still learning." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "His female best friend gives him a special Pocket pussy that is vaguely shaped like a woman. When he trys it out, he is amazed how real it feels. What he does not know, is that its functioning like a voodoo doll of her. And she did not know how often he would use it, or that he is that hung!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tom lay awake in his room that felt way to hot for this time of year. He couldn't seem to find some sleep and felt wide awake. He watched at his clock and saw that it was 2am already. He definatly needed some sleep...maybe some jerking of would help he thought.\n\nAs his hand wandered to his cock, his mind wandered to the joke birthdaypresent Lisa had given him the day before. Since he was single, she had found it funy to give him a jerk of toy, his very own fleshlight, or as she jokingly called it: a pocket pussy. In his drunken state he had laughed Long with her and had put it away. \"Why not use it now?\"he thought. Not because she ment it as a joke that he shouldnt use it...\n\nTom got out of bed, already semi-hard, getting the toy out of the drawer he had tossed it in. As he was planning on adding some lube, he felt the toy was already wet. \"Huh, a self lubricating toy? Neat! Must have some internal lube container\"he tought. I'll look into refilling it tomorow.\n\nHe quickly went back over to his bed and positioned the toy on the tip of his dick. \"Wow this feels amazing already, almost like the real deal!\"He started to push his dick in and felt some resistance. More then he expected from such a plastic toy. He lifted the toy up and started to slowly fuck it untill his whole dick was inside it. \"Howly shit this feels tight\"\n\nIt didnt take long for him to pump up the speed of moving the toy along his shaft. Long strokes. That's what he liked the most. So every time he took the toy almost completly off his cock and then thrust back into it untill his cock was inside it, the toy juuuuust large enough to contain his cock. After a minute or 10 he shot a massive load in the toy and fell asleep, the toy still around his cock.\n\nThe next day he woke up, ready for a slow saturday and quickly noticed the morning wood he had. He felt under the blanket felt his hand touching something really soft laying next to him. \"Hmm i like how pussy feels\"he tought. He felt around a bit and suddently realized that he couldn't be touching a real pussy, since he was single and alone in his bed. What the hell am i feeling then? He looked under the blanket and found the toy next to him. He smiled thinking back of how amazing it felt during the same night. \n\nEhehe looks like little Tom is up for another round he thought as he moved to line the toy up with his morning wood. Since had had cum just a few hours earlier it took him a while, around half an hour to cum again. \"Howly shit, this feels amazing! This is the best toy ever, i should thank Lisa.\"He thought, jist then realizing that thanking her for giving him a sextoy would be awkward as hell...\n\nHe went around his day and after lounging in the couch for a couple of hours he realized that he hadn't stopped thinking about the toy and hadn't stopped feeling horny either. Hell, why not he tought. Last time he was this horny he was just out of college, 10 years ago. Might aswell get the most out of it!\n\nHe went back to his bedroom to search for the toy, found it and walked back downstairs to his living room. Didn't take long for him to be almost balls deep into the toy again, enjoying the fact that this pocket pussy could take his whole dick without a woman being attatched to it complaining about him going to deep to fast. No warm up, just a tiny bit of lube and the toy seemed to provide the rest of the lube itself! Awesome!\n\nThat weekend Tom used the toy many, many more times. Every time he was more and more amazed of how real everything felt. He hadn't expected a plastic toy to ever feel this real! It didn't even feel like it was made of plastic!\n\nAfter his 6th orgasm of the weekend he received a call from Lisa. Since he hadn't anything planned, he decided it could wait untill monday. \"Nothing that couldn't wait untill his next couple of orgasms, right?\"He tought as he put his phone away.\n\nWhen he picked up his phone again on sunday evening he found he had 4 more missed calls from Lisa. \"Strange, she normally called only one time and then waited for him to call her back.\"\n\nHe tried to call her back while absentminded fondling the pocket pussy he was about to fuck again. He had lost track of how many times he had used it and it was almost always within hands reach since his 5th orgasm of the weekend. Since Lisa didn't pick up the phone, he decided to ask her about it tomorrow and shifted his attention again on the toy he was holding. \"Probably the last time for today\"he tought, since his cock was sorer then he ever remembered, even more sore then during spring break!\n\n*monday morning*\nTom woke up, his dick al sore from the uncountable times he fucked the toy. He quickly shut of his alarm, walked into the shower and ran to get his train in time to get to work.\nRushing into the office building he clocked in walked more relaxed to his desk. On his way there he stopped at the desk of his colleague who looked like she was tired and had gone trough an exhausting weekend: \"hey Lisa, everything allright? You called me like 4 times this weekend and didn't pick up when I called back? Something happened?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You wrote it in your list as half a joke. But on Christmas morning, you awake to a big tit, big ass goth girl under your tree, half naked, Christmas plug in her ass, tied up in ribbon, and looking a little displeased." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "# All I Want for Christmas\n\nLast Christmas was a strange one, to say the least. We were in the middle of a lockdown due to the global pandemic. So my friends and I decided to have a Friendsmas. Stupid name, but it's the best we could do. The seven of us committed to each other as our bubble. No one else was allowed to enter our friend bubble to prevent any sort of potential for the virus to spread but without totally depriving ourselves of social contact.\n\nWe had a movie marathon, feasted on Chinese food, drank way too much wine and beer, and had a gift exchange. The gift exchange is where this gets interesting...\n\nEach of us wrote a letter to Santa like when we were children, and then we each picked a card at random. We all promised each other that we'd get what was on the list for the person who asked for it, as long as it wasn't over $100, and that we'd keep it a secret from one another in the weeks leading up.\n\nI opened the card I drew and read through it. I got Violet, Jake's girlfriend. Jake and I have been friends since I moved to town, and he started dating Violet right before the pandemic. They broke up since, but she's friendly enough. She asked Santa for a monstera planteasy enough. But my heart sank as I realized that no one else treated this like the joke that I thought it was.\n\nSomethingmaybe my immaturity, maybe my horninesspossessed me to write \"All I want for Christmas is a big titty goth girlfriend.\"\n\nNo one made a sound, let alone said anything to reveal whose letter to Santa they drew. If it was Jake, I know he would have burst out laughing. But no one showed their hand. Fair enough.\n\nAt the time I figured no big deal, they probably got a silent laugh out of it and would just get me something else. I'm easy to shop for. A record would do the trick.\n\nI woke up on Christmas and slept walk to the bathroom to pee. A little more awake on the return trip, I noticed the Christmas tree lights were on. I could have sworn that I turned them off before bed. I'm kind of paranoid about making sure the tree lights get turned off. I've heard some fucked up stories of people's homes getting burnt down. So I walked up to the light switch and noticed something...unusual under the tree.\n\n*No fucking way*, I thought. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. A woman was lying on her side under the tree. Her wrists and ankles were tied together with red ribbon. She was topless, her big tits resting on one another. The only article of clothing she had on were fishnets. Her hair was black as a raven's feathers with ghost-white skin. She had a fake septum ring in and fake plugs in her ears. And she had a scowl on her face that still gives me chills to this day.\n\nIt was Olivia, one of the friends in our group. She was Jake's coworker until she changed job a couple of years back. She's the one I've always had a magnetic attraction to. But it just never happenedthe timing never really worked out. As far as I knew, back then she was dating some guy long-distance who lived like four states away.\n\n\"Merry Christmas,\"she said as I walked up.\n\n\"Merry fucking Christmas to you too, holy shit,\"I said. \"Did you dye your hair last night?\"\n\n\"What's it look like you idiot?\"\n\n\"This has to be a dream,\"was all I could come up with.\n\n\"Nice wood,\"she said. I looked down and my cock was poking through the slit in my boxers. I bent over and covered it with my hands. \"Do you want to open a present early before your roommates wake up?\"\n\nI nodded my head and got down on the floor near Olivia. I started at her feet and undid the ribbon. I ran my hands up her legs, appreciating each groove in the fishnet. Then I noticed something sticking out from her large ass. It was a butt plug with the shape of a Christmas bulb on the end.\n\n\"Turn it on,\"she said.\n\nI gave the butt plug a gentle push. Olivia moaned just a little bit. The LED light in the bulb turned on and faded into white and then cycled between green, red, and white. \n\n\"Nice touch,\"I said. \"What about your long-distance boyfriend? Mark, right?\"\n\n\"I don't know what you're talking about,\"she said, smiling. \"Don't you want to kiss your big titty goth girlfriend?\"\n\nI got up next to her and kissed her. She bit my lower lip and drew some blood. I sucked it up and kissed my way down to her tits. She usually hid them beneath baggy sweaters, so I never quite realized how large they were. Her areolas were large and barely noticeable, just a slight pink. I kissed them both, flicking her nipples with my tongue.\n\n\"Do you want to take your gift for a ride?\"she asked.\n\nShe rolled over onto her forearms, her hands still tied in ribbon, and stuck her ass up in the air.\n\nI pulled off my boxers and got up behind her. I buried my face in her pussy while I worked the bulb butt plug.\n\n\"Fuck me already,\"she said.\n\nI grabbed her haunches and guided my cock inside of her. Olivia moaned with each thrust.\n\nHer ass made a loud THWACK! as I smacked it. She yelped. We both forgot that it was the early morning and there were others nearby with just a door between us as we let out subconscious groans. I later found out my roommates definitely heard us, but they didn't let me know that until months after.\n\n\"I'm gonna come,\"Olivia said. \"I'm gonna come so fucking hard, don't stop.\"\n\nThe memory of Olivia's ass jiggling as she came still sends tingles down my spine.\n\n\"Pull my hair and fuck me harder,\"she said.\n\nI fucked her as hard as I could, my balls slapping up against her. I pulled her jet black hair back in a ponytail and kissed her back.\n\n\"I'm so close, so close,\"I said. I released, filling her up with cum as my entire body melted. My cum dripped onto the floor when I pulled out. I think there may even be a stain still if I look hard enough.\n\n\"Merry Christmas, and untie my hands,\"Olivia said.\n\nAs I walked Olivia to the door, she told me that she of course knew where the spare key was. And that she knocked on my door to wake me up, even though I didn't remember there being a knock on my door. I figured I just had to pee.\n\nWhen Olivia came back later that day for the Friendsmas, it was almost as though the morning didn't happen. Everyone had a great time away from family that Christmas. When we did the \"official\"gift exchange, Olivia gave me a record. See, I said I'm easy to shop for. When I asked Olivia if she wanted to make out, or, I don't know, have sex again, after the festivities were over, all she said was, \"You know I've got a boyfriend, right?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "On one hand, it's a really good DPS boost. On the other..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I clutched the chest piece with apprehension. From a distance, it looked like any other. From up close, I couldnt help but feel repulsed. \n\nTiera, I said to the Blood-Elf Sorceress. This thing has *eyes* in it. I show it to her, all the mystic ooze and black tentacles squirming about inside, a definiteless mass of unknowing horror. I could hear its dark whispers through the nerves of my arms, promising destruction to the current world. It was asking me to join in and meld with it to ascend the world into a damnable dimension.\n\nTiera did take a long look at it, her eyes narrowing and glowing with magic power. Yeah, I see. Its item level 325. Thats just what you need to start raiding with the rest of the guild.\n\nI couldnt help but whine, thinking of reasons to work my way out. Its literally talking to me! It says itll corrupt my chest, exhaust my vital organs! Its terrifying!\n\nTiera sighed, talking down to me. Of course I can hear it. The chest plate can speak you know.\n\n*Put me on your titties! the chestplate spoke, I will make them into a reflection of the night sky: infinitely vast and heartless.*\n\nThat doesnt sound very good.\n\n*I will fondle your chest and make sweet love to your soul.*\n\nThere you go, its an affectionate little thing. Now put it on or youll miss out on the next raid. If the sword you wants drops, I wont be holding it for you.\n\nI groaned and finally caved in as a long, slimy tentacle started to reach up my arm.\n\nFine! Just, give me a minute.\n\nDropping my current chailmail shirt to the ground, I reluctantly brought this new thing over my head. I was too afraid to keep my eyes open as I dragged it down over me, wiggling it about as I tried to work my horns through. Oh gods, I could feel it around me. *Its moving!* All that flesh and muscle against my face, I want to scream! I want to breathe, but Im going to keep my mouth closed! \n\nA sudden *bonk* and the chestplate slides down, jolting my brain and leaving a thin coat of slime on my hair. I blink, and see Tiera looking at me with her hands on my head. I thought you were stuck a little. Everything alright?\n\nYeah, everythings fine. I adjusted the fit, glad that I kept my shirt on before wearing this. I could feel the annoying touch at my armpits, but the fabric should keep it from molesting me too badly.\n\n*Your feeble barriers are no match for my extra dimensional tentacles!*\n\nThe sudden touch of the slippery appendages make my gasp in shock. They were quick to work around, sliding against every bit of skin, wrapping around my breasts and squeezing, poking at my nipples too.\n\nHelp! I yell to Tiera. I try to peel it off to no avail. It was latched on tight to me.\n\n*I will consume your pleasure! Your chesticles are mine!*\n\nIts molesting me now! And its saying some really strange things!\n\nSounds like its a bit muffled down in there, Tiera remarked, Now it sounds like its motor boating you. Stop whining, have you ever heard about that one time I found a bikini top of vibration?\n\nI moaned as I felt a multitude of tongues lap at my breasts, tickling and pleasuring me both at once. \n\nBlasted things had a higher gear score than robes woven by an arch age. Darndest thing really. Now come on, this dungeon has a two percent chance of dropping the pet I want.\n\nDragged off by my arm into the rest of the dungeon, trying not to think about all the bizarre things that were happening to my breasts, I couldnt help but wonder if that DPS boost was really worth it." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Their new butt plug had an interesting feature: Proximity Vibration. The more people using the same toy in close proximity, the more intense the vibration. Well, it's not like there'll be that many fellow perverts in their daily routine, right? Right?!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sarah shook out her nerves and stood up straight, taking a deep breath and fixing her glasses with one hand, the other holding the files tightly over her pencil skirt. The doors seemed to close impossibly slow. Finally she was alone! She pressed back against the rail running along the wall, pressing her ass firmly against it to secure the plug deep inside her and running her free hand up her skirt. Her lips gasped as her fingertips grazed against her underwear. The elevator suddenly stopped.\r \nHer hands snapped over the file, smoothing down her skirt quickly as the door opened.\r \nHer cheeks felt hot that was fine, it was a hot day, nobody would notice!\r \nThe woman from HR stepped into the elevator paying her no heed.\r \nA soft whirr started inside Sarah, she gasped at the suddenness of it, her eyes meeting the woman from HRs and finding recognition there. Their cheeks blushed, her hands tightening on the file. HR bit her lip and stared intensely at the number above the door. Both took a step away from each other toward the opposite sides. HR was gorgeous in her tight black outfit, her eyes fluttering in the suddenly impossibly slow elevator. How has Sarah never learned her name?\r \nSarah had to look away, just the sight of her knowing she felt the same thing.\r \nSarah closed her eyes, breathing in, breathing out.\r \nFuck! said HR snapping Sarah back to the world. HR reached forward to press a floor button, finally the elevator sprang to life and began to rise.\r \nS-sorry. said Sarah.\r \nI d-didnt see anything. Neither did y-you. said HR.\r \nSarah nodded. Breathe in out she bit her lip and pressed firmly to the rail, her eyes locked to the numbers to find them stalled again.\r \nThe doors opened and Claire stepped into the elevator. Her eyes suddenly went wide, Sarah feeling it too.\r \nOh fuck fuck! said Claire, Sarahs knees turned to jelly. HR put her fingers to her lips, biting back a moan.\r \nClaire turned to find the doors closed behind her. Oh f-fuck!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "They say twins sometimes know what each other is thinking, but Rose and Lily discovered years ago that they can feel what each other feel. Things get awkward when Rose finds a boyfriend, and Lily keeps finding herself in the worst places when they decide to have sex." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Hey lily, brad got home early and i had an awful day. can you give us like 15 minutes. i need it right now. i know ill owe you one. thx :** Rose's text came through just thirty seconds after Lily had switched her phone to silent and tucked it safely in her purse.\n\nLily and Rose had gotten used to their shared sensations as twins. Every little thing that either twin experienced, the other felt as if it was happening to them too. Lily had no problem talking while Rose brushed her teeth and the two of them even mastered blocking out the other while both women were driving (though, for a shot time, they had to commute at separate times before they got the hang of that one). Now, most little feelings were easily ignored at this point. Most everything except sex. And as Lily stepped into her CFO's office she really would have benefited from seeing her sister's text.\n\n\"Lily, have a seat,\"the tall man gestured from behind his desk with a warm smile. \"So you're here to interview for the head accounting position?\"\n\n\"Yes, Mr. Davis,\"Lily settled in with her one ankle nervously tucked behind the other. Something in this office smelled ineradicable. Sensual and tantalizing. She couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. It smelled far to close be be from Davis.\n\nThe man sat back in his big chair and a grin crossed his wide face. \"Lily, please call me Art. In the five years we'd worked together, I don't think you'd ever called me 'Mr. Davis.\"He said with a chuckle.\n\nLily laughed along nervously. Something was off. Of course she wanted the promotion, and that could be why her adrenaline was rushing, but it shouldn't be this much. Then she felt little pricks at her lips. Brad must have just come home. No big deal. Rose is just excited to see him. That's all she's feeling. Rose knows they arranged to wait another two hours for Lily's break to get too serious. \"Sure Art,\"Lily tried to give him a relaxed smile. \"I think in the last five years I've really grown as much as I can in my current position, and could be a better asset to the company managing the entire accounting department.\"Damn, Brad is really giving Rose's lips some serious attention right now. Ohh! and her neck too.\n\nArt cleared his throat and looked down at his papers, reading the first question, \"So Lily, what makes you the best candidate for the position?\"\n\n\"Well, as you know, I already have some experience leading a small team when I worked on the Ferguson Account last spring...\"Lily's speech went into auto pilot with the answer she had prepared. Her mind continued to be plagued with distraction from Rose and Brad. Lily felt something hard pressing against her back, a wall maybe? The tantalizing smell was more powerful than ever as she felt kisses and bites all up and down her neck. She wondered if she had enough makeup on to hide how bright pink her cheeks began to feel. \"...and even with that set back, we still finished a week ahead of schedule.\"Dammit Rose! Not now!\n\n\"Great,\"Art said, thankfully keeping his shaved head down in his legal pad as he scribbled notes. \"And tell me about any experience you have resolving conflict in a team environment.\"\n\nLily had this one prepared too, but had to wait a moment. She was starting to get overwhelmed with the feeling of Brad's clothes clutched between Rose's fingers and the feeling of Brad's muscular body under Rose's palms. \"Well I did help the situation with Rachel get resolved...\"Lily bit her lip hard to keep a moan from escaping as she felt Brad's hand roughly grab Rose's breast.\n\nArt looked up from his pad, \"Yes, I remember,\"he paused, his eyes stopping before returning to his notes. Lily looked down to see what had caught his attention. Her hard nipples were poking through her blouse. Quickly she pulled her cardigan in to cover them and Art, embarrassed, dropped his gaze back to his notes. \"Uh, so, why did you approach the situation with Rachel the way you did?\"\n\nRose was laying down now. Lily recognized that sense of vertigo. She felt Brad's body above her. Kissing down her neck to her chest. He had one hand pinned above Rose's head. Lily felt the warm firmness of Brad's erection in Rose's other hand. Lily recited her prepared answer, desperately trying to stifle any indication of the arousal she was sharing with her sister. She looked over at Art as she spoke. He still had the body of the football player he was in college. His sleeves were unbuttoned and rolled up his thick forearms. Lily let her mind wonder: would Art pinning her down feel the same as Brad on Rose? She noticed a few months ago he had stopped wearing his wedding ring...that thought came rushing to the front of Lily's mind right now.\n\n\"Very good...\"Art continued, \"Can you tell me about your time management skills?\"\n\nAs Lily began discussing calendars, reminders, and notes, her mind was back with Rose and Brad. Her chest began to heave and her cheeks warmed as she felt Brad kiss his way down Rose's stomach. His hands teased her, squeezing the inside of her thighs, slowly working up, but never quite getting there. She readjusted in her chair, firmly crossing her thighs as if to try to keep Brad from reaching her sister's sex. Obviously a futile move. When his tongue finally pressed against Rose's little button, Lily had to cover her moan with a fake coughing fit.\n\n\"Jesus, Lily, are you OK?\"Art sat up strait. Lily bobbed her head up and down continuing to cough as she felt Brad's fingers tease Rose's clit as his tongue continued down her sensitive folds. \"Can I get you a drink of water?\"Art started for the door as Lily again bobbed her head in the affirmative.\n\nAs the door shut behind Art, leaving Lily alone in the office, she let out a load moan as she felt Brad's tongue on Rose's tight asshole. \"No, not now...\"Lily complained out loud. She quickly fumbled through her purse for her phone as she felt Brad grab Rose and flip her over onto her stomach. The feeling of vertigo overcame Lily and she dropped all the contents across the floor of the office. She found her phone and quickly texted, *STOP, IN A MEETING!!* Then desperately tried calling...voicemail. Dammit. Lily felt her underwear grow wet as Brad's cock slowly pushed inside Rose. She tried calling again...voicemail. Lily was on all fours, the same position she felt her twin was in. Fuck it. She gave into the pleasure for a moment and reached up and pinch her nipple. She tugged and squeezed her breast as Brad's fingers began playing around Rose's asshole.\n\nLilly heard Art returning in enough time to pull her blouse down straight, but he still found her sitting in the middle of the mess that had fallen out of her purse and a few extra buttons popped open on her blouse.\n\n\"Lily, are you alright?\"Art said offering her a hand to her feet. Lily watched his eyes as he tried desperately to not appear to be leering down at her cleavage. How cute, she thought. And how strong! She shivered as she felt him pull her to her feet. She looked up at him, knees shaking as Rose got fucked faster and faster. Lily laid a hand on Art's chest to steady herself. Her breath was ragged and her whole body shook. Art reached down and began re-buttoning her top. \"Lily, I don't know if this is a way you conceived to get the promotion, but it's not like you at all. And you know you're pretty much a shoe in. This interview process is pretty much a formality\"\n\nLily was beyond mortified. She thought she was going to get a promotion, but now would she lose her job? \"No, no, no, Art, please. It's not like that...\"she gasped as she felt Brad pull out and his mouth again returned to Rose's butt. She figured it was all over anyway. What the hell did she have to lose? She wrapped her arms around Art's broad shoulders, stood on her tip-toes, and kissed him hard. She felt a firm bulge between them. \"I want you...this isn't about the job or anything. Just fuck me, okay?\"Lily gasped sensually in Art's ear, feeling Rose's pleasure and now her own as she stepped backwards with Art's tie tightly in hand.\n\nShe quickly undid her slacks and dropped them and her underwear in one motion before jumping up on Art's desk. She spread her legs wide and cried out as Brad's cock slowly pressed into Rose's ass. Lily ripped her top open and pulled her bra down showing Art one of her breasts.\n\nArt dropped his pants as quickly as Lily had and presented a deliciously large cock. Lily ran her fingers through her trimmed bush and spread her pussy. She wanted that cock so fucking badly. She already felt the one in Rose's ass stretching and filling her. \"You're sure you want this?\"Art asked already rubbing his erection on Lily's soaked sex.\n\nLily threw her leg up on Art's shoulder, and he immediately grabbed it and thrust himself in. She collapsed on her back and let out a moan load enough to make Art lean in and cover her mouth with his wide palm. The move made Lily even more crazy. She bucked her hips into Art, forcing him to fuck her faster as she reveled in the sensation of Brad also filling her ass from behind.\n\nThis was worth losing a job for...Lily thought as she felt the two men roughly have their way. Four hands around her, Brad's hand around Rose's hips, and Art's on her mouth and the other squeezing her breast. She was glad to have Art's hand on her mouth as she came. The entire office would have known otherwise. She shivered as she came down and the two cocks kept thrusting. Then she felt Rose's orgasm sending Lily spiraling directly towards another herself. Brad pulled out and a feeling of warm cum splashed up her back.\n\nSuddenly, Art also pulled out and grabbed Lily's hair, bringing her towards him. Immediately, she wrapped her lips around him and he filled her mouth with cum as Brad cuddled and gently kissed Rose's body. What a wonderful sensation!\n\nLily's text tone went off as she swallowed, smiling up at Art. It was Rose: *Felt like you had a fun meeting ;)*\n\nOn Monday Lily was the new head accountant." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A witch had cursed her with a body so blessed, men could not resist and fucked her on sight without thought. At first getting fucked 24/7 was terrifying. Now she casually goes to the store full of cum, gets gangbanged to sleep, and is known as the cursed freeuse slut around town." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I actually had sex with Nicole about 4 or 5 times before I actually talked to her. The first time I saw her was at the grocery store. I mean I had heard about the effect she had on guys so I wasn't completely surprised when I inevitably ended up sliding my dick into her pussy and unloading my nuts into her right there in the cereal isle.\n\n​\n\nThe next time was at a bar, she was already occupied with a few other guys so I just jerked off onto her tits . After that I was out jogging in the park when I caught up to her jogging and we ended up banging in the bushes. The last time I remember was last election day she gave me (and a dozen other guys) a quick blowjob while we were waiting in line to vote.\n\n​\n\nI guess I had never thought of her as beautiful beyond the getting an erection and a strong desire to fill her with semen thing guys typically get around her. But then one Saturday afternoon I saw Nicole at Starbucks getting banged by a couple guys as she waited for her coffee. I got a hard-on, yes, but for some reason I stopped and waited for the guys to finish. Nicole offered up her creampied pussy to me, but instead of just fucking her I asked her \"would you want some company while you drank your coffee?\"\n\n​\n\nShe looked shocked, and it took a while before she actually realized I was serious. She closed up the bathrobe she was wearing and we sat together at a table having coffee and just talking. We were interrupted a few times by a few random guys fucking her of course, but overall it was a great first date. She was actually intelligent and interesting and was far more than just a free use cursed slut. I mean, YES, she was a cursed free use slut but there were so many more layers to her I had never seen before.\n\n​\n\nWhen I told my friends I was dating Nicole they laughed. Of course I was dating her they said, every guy in town had \"dated\"her at least once. But when I made it clear I was not joking and that I had legitimate romantic interest in the town cum rag they were shocked.\n\n​\n\n\"How....how could you even make that work? Isn't she like, getting fucked by like a dozen guys every day?\"Jim asked me.\n\n​\n\nI said we were finding ways to make it work. A lot of staying in private places away from the attention of men was a big part of it, obviously. When I introduced them to Nicole of course they fucked her with me joining in, but afterwards we all hung out and had a fairly good time beyond just the sexual stuff.\n\n​\n\nWhen it finally was time to introduce her to my family it was awkward to say the least. Dad had to have a little alone time with her while my mom and I hung out in the living room doing our best to ignore what was going on in the other room. After that was all settled, we all had a nice dinner and I guess they were starting to warm up to her. She had inner beauty to match her outer beauty.\n\n​\n\nWe were married in June and while I was the 57th guy to have my newlywed wife that day, it was still special. The curse is still a big part of our life but we have built a life outside of it. Among the stream of guys passing through our house I have even found a few new friends. My wife can't help the way she is, and I can't help the way I feel for her." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After inheriting his uncles mansion, a college Student reallises, that the maids are used to do sexual Services. Believing his uncle took advantage of them, he swears to treat them with utmost respect. Meanwhile the Maids grow frustrated from being denied to fullfill theyre favourite duty." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Any luck girls?\"Gwen asked with a hopeful look on her face. The slender Asian girl had just walked into the servant's kitchen to find the other three housemaids sitting around the table. However, one look at their faces told her everything she needed to know. \"I guess not...\"\n\n​\n\n\"He won't even fuck me in the ass!\"The dark-haired woman of Spanish descent said as she looked up from the table. Gwen could only smile understandingly at the distraught Isabella. \"Lord knows I've tried! I bent over probably twenty times to \"pick things up\"and other than tenting the front of his pants, nothing!\"\n\n​\n\nAs the other girl's grumbled their agreement they discussed when everything had gone wrong. It was almost a month ago now that the old Master of the house had died. Marshall Llyod had owned the house for nearly thirty years. He passed away while on a business trip and the employees had been informed at the same time they were told that the house would be passed down to his nephew. Seth Llyod looked a bit like his Uncle in his prime but the girls soon found out the two weren't very alike. \n\n​\n\n\"Why did you have to go and fuck things up Alicia!\"The third girl chimed in, glaring at the dark-skinned fourth. \"Making him all panicked! You couldn't wait for him to just give in to his lust and make a move?\"\n\n​\n\n\"HEY! Don't blame me you cow!\"Alicia snapped back at the busty blonde. She then pouted with her thick full lips before sighing. \"I was just doing my morning duty! How was I supposed to know he'd freak out by his morning wake up blowjob!?\"\n\n​\n\nSeth had indeed flipped out when Alicia had slid beneath his covers and begun to suck on his thick morning wood. That was one way Seth was A LOT like his Uncle. Just thinking about that thick piece of long hard meat made Alicia lick her lips. But Seth apparently wasn't having it! The young college student had been mortified when Alicia had explained that this was just her daily morning duty when the Master was home but Seth had grown pale and apologized for the way she had been treated.\n\n​\n\nAfter speaking with all the staff Seth looked sickened by the fact that part of the four women's duties every day was sexual in nature. Alicia was to wake the Master up with a blowjob. Gwen was his workout coach, of course motivating the Master with a nude display of her athletic body, with some of the equipment modified so she could warm his cock as well as his muscles. The busty blonde named Janet was his cook and served all of his meals topless, her busty bosom hanging out with her thick nipples pierced for the Master's viewing pleasure. And Isabella served as the Master's bath attendant, washing his back and providing a tight huge ass for the Master's daily anal fuck. Liberally thrown in was the rotating schedule of which woman provided him their less specialized services. Seth had been, alarmed.\n\n​\n\n\"Who would have thought a boy with a big dick like that wouldn't want to fuck us!\"Janet finally muttered. \"He doesn't even stare at my chest! Do you think maybe we need to hire a butler or two?\"\n\n​\n\n\"Oh stop it,\"Gwen sighed as she sat down next to Janet and shook her head. \"I've caught him checking out your chest, and Isabella's ass. He also was still hard even after freaking out from Alicia's blowjob. I've also seen in the gym mirrors that he looks at me when he thinks I can't tell. He's straight enough.\"\n\n​\n\n\"He's just a newer generation,\"Alicia said with a groan. \"Not the type to slap the help's ass or grope them when alone with them. It's sweet, but incredibly frustrating.\"\n\n​\n\n\"Tell me about it!\"Isabella moaned in frustration. \"Poor pepito, has been running through batteries like I'm trying to power a city!\"\n\n​\n\n\"You named your vibrator Pepito?\"Janey laughed and looked at the scowling Latina before frowning as well. \"But I see your point. No one besides me has played with my tits in forever!\"\n\n​\n\nSeth had apologized for his Uncle's behavior, sworn it would never happen again. As the women had tried to explain things he had brushed them off, swearing he wasn't that kind of man and would never harass any of his employees. But now with a month of no action the four women were beginning to feel a little, pent up. Each of the women had understood what the old Master was looking for and their similar interests had drawn them to the well paying jobs not only for the money but also the perks. The Llyod family men seemed to possess a virility few men had, and while Seth seemed less inclined to act on it, a seemingly endless hunger for sex.\n\n​\n\n\"Well what do we do?\"Gwen finally chimed in as the women brooded. \"I'm getting tired of waiting for him to get blue balls and make a move. Hell, he'll probably pick up some young college girl and we'll have to listen to them fuck while still not getting any!\"\n\n​\n\nAll four women shared a look of dread. They looked at each other hoping for an answer to the situation at hand. Seth hadn't wanted to talk about it, and Alicia had said that when she tried to go in his room to wake him up the \"proper\"way his door had been locked. He also seemed hesitant to be alone in a room with any of them.\n\n​\n\n\"Oh shit, I just remembered!\"Isabella suddenly spoke up. \"He mentioned we'd be getting new uniforms!\"\n\n​\n\nA chorus of groans followed that bombshell. Each of the women's outfits were skimpy and showed off their figures to their best advantage. Janet's had a corset that made her already naturally large chest look obscene, Isabella's short skirt barely hung past her plump ass, Gwen's had stockings that highlighted her lovely legs, and Alicia's was a bit of each. They also wore leather collars around their throats and they each had a sinking feeling those were going to go away.\n\n​\n\n\"Oh fuck this!\"Isabella finally said with a growl in her voice. \"Look, that boy needs to realize that a bunch of sex-loving submissive women didn't take jobs here just to be the help. We took jobs here to be used sexually by a man we call Master!\"\n\n​\n\nNods of agreement from the other three women encouraged the Latina. While until now their more submissive tendencies had kept the four women from speaking up and insisting it seemed like Isabella had finally had enough.\n\n​\n\n\"If he doesn't set things right and start harassing us and filling us with cum I say we strike!\"Isabella continued and glanced at her approving fellow maids. \"Alicia, at dinner tonight I want you under the table sucking his cock! Janet, take your top off when you serve the food! Gwen and I will explain our demands. It's time we got things back to normal around here!\"\n\n​\n\nA cheer of agreement filled the room. Secretly each woman was hoping she was the first to be used by the new Master. Seth was an intelligent man, once they explained this was what they wanted, he couldn't say no, could he? Well, maybe he could, but with four lovely ladies throwing themselves at his young hungry cock would he?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "In an effort to both improve customer satisfaction and employee morale, a call centre has installed Sybians (male equivalent where applicable) instead of normal chairs. During a call, customers can press 0-9 to set the intensity." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "(Feedback always welcome)\n\nHello, thank you for calling XXX. My name is Emma. How can I help you today?\n\nI hear a beep and my chair starts vibrating lightly. I can see on my screen that the customer has selected 3 for intensity. Its not normally a good sign when they start so high before the call has even started really.\n\nIm calling about a problem with my last bill. Id guess my caller was a male in his mid-40s.\n\nCan I get your name and account number please? I wriggled slightly in my seat, already feeling the effects of the constant vibrations.\n\nEdward Smith. Account number 4510672341. A ping on my computer let me know that he had bumped me up to a 4. Seriously, had I pissed him off already?\n\nI tried to keep my voice calm as I responded, although there was a slight breathiness in my voice. Thank you, Mr. Smith. Im pulling up your account right now. For verification purposes, can you tell me your date of birth and the last four digits of your social security number?\n\nHmmmph, fine, its April 17, 1972 and 1409. We were up to a 5 now and my nipples had formed stiff peaks underneath my thin silk blouse. Most customers only pushed it up to a 5 if they were really into it or really annoyed.\n\nExcellent, sir. I have your account pulled up right now. Oh shit, I could see from his account that this guy was one of our top tier members. That meantyup, he must have pressed the pound key because the toy inside of me started rotating, an option only available to our Elite members. Wh-what was the, ooooh, the, ummm, the issue on y-your invoice?\n\nI received a bill in the mail yesterday that does not reflect the payment I made to my account on Friday. My bill shows an outstanding balance of $36,114.\n\nY-yes, sir, I can look into that for you. Hmm, ohhhh, according to our system, you did p-pay your bill on August 24th and your c-current statement balance is $2,905. However, the billmmmmthe bill you received was generated on August 22nd, before your payment was made. W-would you like me to issue you an updated invoice? My hips were rocking in my chair now, chasing or escaping the intense sensations it was hard to tell. I didnt need the ping to inform me the customer had increased the level to 6, I could just feel it in my pussy.\n\nYes, but first I have another question about the bill I received.\n\nOf, yesssss, of course, sir. Id b-be happy to, ooooh, answer any q-questions.\n\nWhat the hell is this annual maintenance fee Im being charged? We were at a 7 now and oh god, it was so hard to concentrate.\n\nAhhhhAll of our m-members are charged an, mmmm, an annual fee. The $800 fee is, oh god, for all the p-premium b-benefits that come with your Eeeeee-Elite Platinum Card, such as purchase p-protection, elite h-hotel status, access, oh yesssss, to luxury airport lounges, and our personal c-concierge t-travel s-service. My forehead was beading with sweat as I tried to stay in control and remember my script. I could feel the toy rubbing against my g-spot with every rotation, the vibrating platform rubbing against my clit. The fee was waived for your first year which is why this is the first time youre seeing it on your bill.\n\nWell, Im very unhappy with this. I spend a significant amount on this card every single month and I always pay my bill on time. I would like the annual fee waived, seeing as I am a loyal and very important customer. His voice was laced with frustration and anger. And he was rightaccording to our records he was one of our highest monthly customers.\n\nUn-unfortunately, sir, oh gooooooood, Im not sure I can w-waive your fee. I bit down on my lip as I tried to keep my voice steady. I was sure he could hear my desperate pants in between every sentence. How-however, I can oooooh-offer you a $250 statement c-credit and an extra 300 po- I didnt get a chance to finish before he interrupted me.\n\nNo, oh no, no. I could just imagine him wagging his finger at me in disapproval. I want the full fee waived, and an extra 500 points for the inconvenience you caused me due to the statement error or else Im cancelling my account.\n\nIm s-sorry, sir, Im n-not authorized to, mmmmmmmm, to do that. I would n-need supervisory ahhhhhhhh-approval for anything g-greater than my ummmm, my offer.\n\nWell, then you should **get** supervisory approval. But dont transfer meI want you to finish *servicing* my account. Oh, so he was pissed ***and*** into it. The computer dinged again as he bumped me up to an 8. Id only ever reached an 8 once before.\n\nY-yes, ffff.oh god yesssssss, yes sir. P-please, mmmmm, hold. I placed him on hold and then let out a long moan that I had been holding in. Fuuuuuuucccckkkk! Our cubicles were each soundproof to avoid any noise pollution. I pressed a button on my phone to connect me with the supervisor on duty.\n\nMr. M-Millow, mmmmm, oh god, I have an, ummmmm, an Eeeeeee-Elite P-Platinum m-member on the phoooooohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhh, the ummm, the phone. He had an issue, oooooh, with his s-statement not reflecting a recent payment, and now he h-has an, ahhhhhhhh, an issue with the annual fee am-amount. He w-wants the full fee, ooooooh, waived, as well as 500 b-bonus p-points. Hes threatening to c-cancel, but hes one of our top, fffff-oooooohh, top m-monthly mem-members. What d-do you w-want me t-to d-doooooooh?\n\nCan you send me his account information, Emma?\n\nUmm, s-sure, its h-here. I shared the account with Mr. Millow and then waited while he reviewed it. My hips were bucking, humping uncontrollably in my seat as the toy vibrated powerfully inside me. My skin was flushed and felt too tight, as if my blood was boiling and pulsing in my veins. My nipples ached to be touched, but I kept my fingers locked on my desk.\n\nHmmm, youre right, hes a major spender. What did you offer him?\n\nFor a second I had no idea what he was asking me. I, oh god, ohmmmmm, oh I, ummm, I offered him the m-maximum I c-could$2-250 sssss-statement c-credit and 300 p-points. My entire body was vibrating along with the chair, shivering and shaking with desperate pleasure.\n\nGo ahead and offer him the full amount. But let him know that we can only waive the annual fee for this year.\n\nOk, Mr. Millow. He had already hung up, but saying it gave me an extra second before I needed to return to my customer. I bit down on my lip hard, pulling in all my control and years of experience dealing with unhappy customers.\n\nTh-thank you for holding, Mr. Smith. I only stuttered once on the first sentence, although my voice was not low and breathy.\n\nI sp-spoke with m-my supervisor, mmmm, and I am, ahhh, authorized to w-waive the annual f-fee and add an additional 5ohhhhh...500 p-points to your r-rewards b-balance. Ok, not quite as controlled on the second sentence, and a few moans snuck through again. But overall I was keeping my composure fairly well.\n\nW-with these updates, oooooooh, yessss, you h-have a rewards b-balance of 109,364, and yooooohhh-y-your updated s-statement b-balance will be $2,105. My, ayyyyyyyy, my s-supervisor di-did w-want to m-make sure that y-you were aware that, ooooooh, that w-we will only b-be w-waiving the annual f-fee, mmmmmm, for this y-year and it w-will show up on y-y-your b-bill for Au.ohhhhhhAugust 2019.\n\nThank you, Emma. Youve been a very good girl. The voice sounded pleased and I was hopeful that this call would soon be over.\n\nI brought back my happy customer service script. Is th-there anyth-thing else I c-can h-help you w-with t-today?\n\nJust one last thing, Emma dear. Can you tell me how long weve been on this call? His voice now had something of a smug and condescending tone.\n\nIts b-been j-just ohhhhh-over 12 m-minutes, sir. Fuck, had it really been that long? My mind felt all dazed from the constant sensations bombarding me. I needed this call to wrap up now.\n\nMmmhmm, and what intensity level does it say were at?\n\nE-eight, M-Mr. Smith. Why was he asking this? He had to know already.\n\nYouve provided excellent service, Emma. I think you deserve a break.\n\nThe computer dinged as the intensity level bumped up to a 9. Almost no one ever got to the 9 setting. It wasnt even an option for most customers. Ohhhhh.wh.unghhhhhhh. I lost control of my voice as the toy inside of me ratcheted up to an intensity I wasnt remotely prepared for.\n\nThats it, Emma. Just like that. The voice is my ear was soothing and demanding at once. I barely remembered who it belonged to.\n\nAHHHHH! Ungghhhhh, fff-fuucc-mmmpphhhh! My body was shaken mercilessly, my hips rocking against the toy, pressing it tighter against my clit and g-spot and forcing it farther inside of my tight pussy.\n\nCum for me, Emma. I want to hear you let go. I could barely understand what the voice was saying, but my body instinctively knew what it was telling me.\n\nI shouted wordlessly as an intense orgasm swept through me. My hands scrabbled at the desk as I tried to hold myself steady, my body flailing in my chair as I lost control of my muscles. Fire raced through my spine and down to the tips of my toes as I arched out of my seat. It felt like I had been electrified. My orgasm probably lasted 30 seconds. 30 seconds of heart pounding, brain melting, liquifying pleasure.\n\nAs I came down from that blissful high, my breath panting heavily and my head resting against my cool desk, I could hear Mr. Smiths voice in my ear.\n\nVery, very good, Emma. I hope I get you on the phone when I call to dispute next months bill. A shiver wracked my spine at that dangerous prospect.\n\nThe phone clicked as he hung up the phone and my chair slowly powered back down to zero. I was slumped over my desk, sweaty and shivering. There was no way I could answer another call just yet. I reached up and pressed Ctrl + O on my keyboard and let the Orgasm Break five-minute countdown appear on my screen.\n\nI was going to need it." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed\"\"What makes you say that?\"\"Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think the armor we gave Sarah is cursed.\"Tam stopped walking. \n\n\"What makes you say that?\"Peter paused as well, looking over at Tam.\n\n \"Well...she's cumming all over the floor, screaming about how its moving or something.\"Tam nodded over her shoulder.\n\nPeter looked back, and saw it was true. Sarah was kneeling on the floor with her legs opened wide, even though it looked like she was trying to close them.\n\n\"It...its moving!\"Sarah screamed, cum flowing out of the armor's crotch plate and pooling on the floor.\n\n\"Ah, you might be right about that.\"Peter nodded.\n\n\"What should we do?\"Tam raised her eyebrow.\n\n\"Ruu...rubbing against my clitttt...\"Sarah was cut off as her teeth chattered from another strong orgasm.\n\n\"Ummm...\"Peter pondered. \"I'm not sure.\"\n\n\"Cold metal...uhhnnnnn...\"Sarah's eyes widened. \"It's inside me!.\"Her body spasmed and she trusted her hips, appearing to hump the air. \"Ohhhh god!\"Cum streamed out of the armor and splashed on the ground.\n\n\"I guess we should just...wait it out?\"Tam suggested.\n\n\"What!\"Sarah screamed before another cry of ecstasy was ripped from her.\n\n\"Nothing else to do I think.\"Peter sat down against the wall.\n\nTam joined him and they watched as the armor continued to ravage their companion. Sarah kept screaming in climax and soaking the stone under her while her eyes started to roll up and drool dripped from her lips." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your shape-shifting best friend accepts your challenge to guess your 'type'." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alright, she said, slipping off the couch to stand in front of me. I know you pretty well. Lets go.\n\n\nLike clay being shaped by invisible hands, the body of my best friend was molded into a stranger. Her frame became longer, leaner, and the curve of her hips suddenly stretched her leggings. Her breasts swelled, pushing out against her shirt as her face rearranged itself into something beautiful and refined to match her model-perfect figure. The last touch was her brown eyes turning blue as her dark curls straightened out, turning into a golden curtain draped over her shoulders. The process would have been quite disturbing if I hadn't seen it hundreds of times.\n\n\nSo? she asked with a subtle French accent. Do I win a prize?\n\n\n\"No,\"I chuckled. \"Very pretty, obviously, and the accent is a nice touch, but that's not my type.\"\n\n\nReally? I could have sworn you said ah, what's her name? Whoever that actress is. She looks just like this. You said she was your type.\n\n\nOh yeah Well, I do like her, but she's not my *type* type.\n\n\nDamn, she sighed. Alright, how about\n\n\nHer overall form didnt change very much, but her hair warped into waves of dark red that flowed all the way down to her collarbone. After a blink, her eyes were an emerald green that made my heart thump as she held my gaze.\n\n\nI do like redheads I trailed off as she hooked a finger in the collar of her top and tugged downwards, showing off some gorgeous pale cleavage. Um\n\n\nShe giggled and released her shirt. Come on, don't say this isn't your *type* type again. I've got you dead to rights. She glanced at her reflection in the dark screen of the TV. Yeah, I'm hot. What, do you like freckles?\n\n\nBefore I could say anything, little spots began to speckle her skin, growing darker and denser until they covered her face and arms. I swallowed hard. \n\n\nI I do like freckles. But that's not the one.\n\n\nShe pouted at me. Fine. How about\n\n\nA pale raven-haired beauty appeared before me. \n\n\nNope.\n\n\nA ridiculously curvy blonde almost burst out of clothes meant for a much smaller woman. \n\n\nGetting colder.\n\n\nUm fuck, she muttered. After a few moments of rearranging, a tall, athletic black woman smiled hesitantly at me. \n\n\nStill no.\n\n\nAn Asian woman bit her lip and stared at me questioningly.\n\n\nYou're just guessing now, arent you?\n\n\nI thought I had you with the actress! she cried, throwing up her hands. \"Um um fuck, I dont know. I give up.\"She shifted back to her normal short, frizzy-haired self.\n\n\nYou got it, I said quietly.\n\n\nEh?\n\n\nMy type. I nodded towards her, my heart pounding. She looked down at herself.\n\n\n\"What? But Im not oh.\"She glanced back up at me. Her cheeks went a dark red, and she turned away again. You dork. Just say so next time.\n\n\nNext time?\n\n\nI...Just shut up, okay?\n\n\nI started to say something anyway, but her lips did a much better job of silencing me.\n\n\n-----\n\n\nA short thing I felt like doing. Hopefully it came out alright. All comments and criticisms are welcome." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Back so soon?\"\"Temple's haunted.\"\"So...wait. Why...why are you grabbing viagra?\"\"Temple's haunted.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jack Haggler was a renowned explorer and treasure hunter. If there had ever been a real-life Indiana Jones, it was this man. So, when he told the world that he was heading off alone to search for *Nas tis seirnas* \\-- The Temple of the Sirens -- the world didn't blink twice. He wasn't the type to carry camera crews, or any of that nonsense; his exploits were personal and educational, and for the betterment of history. Maybe there was a dash of personal pride to be covered, too.\n\nIt took a few weeks of following stale leads in old libraries before he was almost certain he found the old ruins on an island in the Saronic that didn't show up on public maps. His concern at first, of course, was that it had been hidden because it was a Greek military installation. When he approached the shore, he realized that most certainly was not the case. The Island itself was covered in thick vegetation, unlike many others in the area, and made for perfect concealment of something more hidden. After a brief exploration ashore, he found aged monolithic columns that had fallen and become embedded in the soil. Just a bit more after that and he discovered the pool of reflection that was mentioned in the text. The cool blue water surrounded him as he dove in, swimming through a small passage way, and surfacing inside the gazing pool of an underground temple. \"Well, I'll be!\"He shouted, hooting and hollering. \"Yes!\"He laughed. \"I knew it was here.\"\n\nThere obviously had been no one here in a long time. Though the air was damp, it was relatively dry inside. He gathered piles of scrolls from table tops, placing them in his pack. He paused as he heard a feminine voice call out to him quietly, \"Hello.\"She said, approaching him.\n\n\"Ma'am?\"He said, shocked. He dropped his pack to the floor. Two more approached him. \"How'd you--?\"\n\n\"We've always been here.\"She said. All three women looked remarkably the same. All were clad in white robes, with long black hair that teased the tops of their shoulders. \"Why are you here?\"\n\n\"I'm an explorer. I was interested in the history here...\"He answered carefully. \"Your history.\"\n\n\"Our history?\"The front one said. \"We have not seen a man in a very long time. We are bound here.\"Her syntax was rigid and cold, yet somehow melodic, and she was beautiful.\n\n\"Bound, like how?\"He asked, backing up as she grew closer. He grabbed his bag, holding onto one of the straps. \n\n\"Does it matter?\"She suddenly became incorporeal. Her white robes fell through her into a pile on the floor. As if she were suddenly submerged in water, her hair rose around her, now a wispy green. Her breasts, too, floated upward as if she had plunged beneath the surface of an unseen pool. Her sisters became ethereal, as well, nude, and bearing the appearance of underwater suspension.\n\nJack's back hit the column. \"Well, I--\"\n\nThe lead sister didn't take a knee, she just passed through the steps at the base of the column. With magical ease, she unfastened his belt and pants, and pulled them down to his knees. His manhood hung soft before her, \"Do I not enthrall you?\"She asked, sadly. She placed a hand around his cock and lifted it to her mouth, gently sucking him inside.\n\n\"I-- Wow.\"He leaned his head back, feeling his girth expand in her mouth. He didn't expect her to be warm. He didn't expect to be enjoying this as much as he did. As he leaned back, he felt the hands of her sisters rub on his thighs, his balls, his chest, and through his hair. His cock grew to its full size, throbbing with anticipation as the woman who held him in her mouth, used techniques he had never been privy to.\n\nThe lead sister took his substantial size all the way to the back of her throat and firmly, yet gently, squeezed his balls. \"You've lasted longer than I expected.\"\n\nIt wasn't long after that that he felt the artful contact of a skilled tongue forcefully licking under the head of his cock, teasing the frenulum, before pulling away and working the shaft of his cock with her hands until...spurts of thick white cum came shooting out in ribbons. She caught a little in her mouth, some across her breasts, and most on her arm. He had to catch himself to keep from collapsing, clenching his eyelids tightly as he finished cumming. When he opened his eyes, there was no one in the room, and there was a puddle of his cum on the floor, and some still dripping from the end of his cock. \"Uh...\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "As part of a deal a fae demands his firstborn child. He had an interesting iterpretation on what that meant. (You can mess with the details a bit.)" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Farona looked quietly at the mortal, judging him as she would a prized horse. In this case, a stud stallion.\n\nThe young man, barely a boy of his species, lowered his gaze; intensely examining the ground between them. Farona's piercing sight examined every aspect of his being; his muscles torso, stout arms, sturdy legs, and *very* excited loins.\n\n\"You understand that the fae do not bare children as you do? That we are not as *virulent* as the mortals?\"\n\nThe boy nodded, his cheeks coloring with embarrassment. *Glad I am not the only one* she thought.\n\n\"Still, your chosen way to repay the debt is to breed with me? Would you wait so long with all your village's girls also desiring you?\"\n\nSilence passed between them for a moment before the boy spoke.\n\n\"I would be willing to wait for you, you are beautiful beyond measure, and even the fairest of my kind pales before you.\"\n\nThe fae woman was taken aback. *Points for persistence* she thought.\n\n\"I cannot keep you. Not beyond this night, but there is a way for this to work. To make it so my child is your first born; I must store your seed and ensure that you know no women until I am complete. This could be your entire life, but possibly not. You will be impotent, and have no desire, until your child is born. Do you consent?\"\n\nHe nodded slightly, then was unable to speak or move.\n\nLike a stone, he fell rigidly on his back as fae magic envelopes him. \n\nThe elf stepped confidently forward, opening her sheer robe and showing her perky, pale, breasts. The robe slipped to the ground, revealing a muscled but thin body and a pink vulva with a small strip of golden hair.\n\nShe moved her fingers in a quick gesture, and the mortal's clothes evaporated into the air; exposing the man's rigid member. She straddled him, noting his fear and excitement as she perched her puss over his peck. She slid down, breathing out sharply as she allowed the manling to penetrate her. She twitched her fingers again, allowing him to feel but not orgasm as she had her fun. She ground down on the helpless one, using him as her personal dildo, and feeling him strain against her magical and invisible restraint.\n\nAfter several hours, she came. The power of her orgasm shook the trees. When her soul returned from the pleasure, she slowly dismounted him and reached for her fallen robe.\n\nFrom the robe she drew a glass vial and slipped it over his penis. His body tingled with sensation as her warm juices lubricated the vial's journey down his shaft.\n\nWhen the vial reached the base of his cock, she ran her other hand over his chest. She tilted his chin towards her face, and kissed him on the lips. The restraint on his orgasms lifted and he exploded into the vial. Wave upon ecstatic wave pulsed his seed into the vial, draining the entirety of his testicles.\n\nHe went flaccid and fell into death-like slumber. Farona carefully removed the vial from his now useless organ. He was strong, the seed was good, it would be a shame to waste such potential. Too bad for him, she thought, that the fae only become fertile once every hundred years." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You are a college student that has just discovered that they are Allowed To Do Anything. Sit on the Dean's lap wearing cat lingerie? He asks you if you're comfortable. Grope the Head Cheerleader? She asks you if you want her to take her top off, for easier access." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "When I got the letter telling me about it, I thought it was a prank. \"I've cast a spell on you, you won't be able to get in any trouble xoxo~\"sounds like someone trying to get you into trouble.\n\nStill, I was a horny freshman, and it's hard to pass up that kind of invitation...I started small, telling myself I'd do something that I could pass off as a joke if it didn't work out. I went to the corner store down the street, picked out my favorite candybar and told the clerk \"I'm stealing this okay?\"\n\n\"Is that it? You don't want a drink to go with that?\"She asked helpfully, as if it was totally normal.\n\n\"No, I'm good.\"I said, walking out of the store as I thought about how that's hardly conclusive data. So I decide to up the stakes a little bit, I went back to my dorm and asked my roommate. \"Hey, so, uhh, forgive me if this is an awkward question, but are you straight?\"\n\n\"As an arrow, sorry to disappoint.\"She smiled softly at me as she let me down.\n\n\"So...if I wanted to experiment with you...\"\n\n\"Look, you're pretty, but like I said I'm not interested.\"She said again, this time a bit more irritated.\n\nI nodded. Pursing my lips as I said gathered my courage to say \"I-I'm going to take your clothes off now.\"\n\nShe shrugged without looking up from her notes \"knock yourself out.\"\n\nI swallowed, trying to calm myself before reaching forward with shaking hands. And pulling her baggy sweater over her head, she wore a flesh-toned bra to keep her large breasts in line. My face was beet red as I stared for a bit too long, and I only really know because she eventually asked \"do you need some help?\"\n\n\"S-sure.\"I said, clutching her sweater as I watched her strip out of her tight jeans and comfortable panties, before finally dropping her bra, all while my eyes widened to drink in her gorgeous body and she went back to studying like nothing was wrong.\n\nI didn't try anything for a week. My roommate who later introduced herself as Jessica didn't bring it up again. But I couldn't stop thinking about it all week. So once again my curiosity got the better of me and I asked \"Hey jess.. if you found out I used some kinda magic to make you do lewd things with me, would you be mad at me?\"\n\n\"I mean, isn't that what you did last week?\"Jess asked calmly. \"No, I'm not mad, I think that's part of the spell.\"She shrugged \"maybe it's dangerous, but if that spell keeps me from being upset then I don't mind.\"\n\n\"So...can I test it on you?\"I asked shyly.\n\nJess seemed to think before putting her notes away. \"Alright, but only because I'm also curious.\"\n\n\"Okay, okay, can you...umm...get me a glass of water?\"I asked.\n\nJess got up to get me a glass of water. \"You're going to need to try to make me uncomfortable if you're going to test this.\"\n\n\"A-alright then, c-could you strip for me again?\"\n\n\"No, it seems I can refuse you if you ask still.\"Jessica decided.\n\n\"Then...I...\"I took a deep breath and said \"I order you to strip for me!\"I yelled, pointing at her for effect.\n\nJessica didn't think twice, stripping bare. \"So that works I guess. Do you have anything else? Because I have a couple before you move on to stress testing this spell.\"\n\n\"N-nothing, but...stress testing?\"I asked, a bit worried.\n\n\"Well you're going to want to know the limits, right? Ask me something I don't know.\"\n\n\"O-oh, umm...what color are my panties?\"I asked awkwardly.\n\n\"Hmm...blue?\"\n\n\"Not quite, I'm not wearing any. It's laundry day.\"I answered.\n\n\"Alright, so I can't tell you something I don't know.\"She sighed \"that would have been nice. Alright, now order me to become a lesbian.\"\n\n\"A-are you sure?\"\n\n\"If it works, you can just change me back.\"She decided \"but if this works...\"\n\n\"I see...Jessica, I order you to become a lesbian.\"We waited for some time.\n\n\"Nothing, and one more thing...I want you to walk down to the corner store, butt naked, and just take dinner.\"Jessica thought for a second \"and the underwear of whoever is working the till.\"\n\n\"E-excuse me!?\"I asked, blushing a deep red as I listened to Jessica's demands.\n\n\"Well if you really can't get in trouble, you should be able to get away with it, right? If you get in trouble, I'll help you pay bail.\"She smiled softly as a pit grew in my stomach.\n\n\"A-alright, fine, I'll go.\"I said, clumsily stripping out of my clothes to go out, the cool night air stiffened my nipples, but did nothing to help the warmth between my legs.\n\nI got to the store, there was a different girl there this time, she looked intimidating, with her lip and septum piercing and the tattoos across her arms. I swallowed as I brought my things to the counter and said again. \"I-im stealing th-these.\"\n\n\"Anything else?\"She asked, checking me out casually, but as with the girl from last week, didn't bother trying to stop me.\n\n\"Y-yes, I'd also like your panties too.\"My face was beet red, but she just shrugged.\n\n\"Not wearing any, sorry.\"\n\n\"C-can I see?\"She stepped away from the counter as casually as she did the rest of her job, unbuckling her belt and pulling her pants down to mid-thigh, showing me her clean-shaven pussy.\n\nI stared for longer then I meant to before I decided to do a test of my own. \"G-give me your clothes, whenever you work from now on, don't wear anything more then socks and shoes.\"I said, a little numb from everything that was happening, but again, the cashier didn't think anything of stripping naked.\n\n\"Alright, I'll work naked from now on.\"She agreed.\n\n\"Th-thanks.\"I said, leaving dinner on the counter as I brought her uniform home.\n\n\"So...how did it go?\"Jessica asked as she saw me coming back in the door.\n\n\"Oh, umm... well, I guess, I didn't get in trouble, so that's nice.\"I answered, showing her the uniform. \"Oh, but I guess I did forget dinner...\"\n\n\"Well...I guess it's not that bad, now, onto the testing...\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The machine was supposed to scan all of the notes and textbooks on her computer and upload them to her brain, to make her the perfect student. She didn't realize how much *porn* was also in the scan..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": ">contains: harassment, lightheartedness\n\n\"Professor~! Are you sure there's *nothing* I can do to improve my mark?\"\n\nAs she pleaded in a playful tone, Mary bent over to rest her upper body on the professor's desk. A gaze of desperation began to form in her eyes as Mary ran a few of her fingers along the edges of her low-cut top, pulling it down ever so slightly to deliberately reveal that she wore nothing underneath it.\n\nThe professor, Jesse, sighed.\n\n\"For the last time Mary, no, there is literally nothing you *or* I can do to increase your mark. You haven't dropped below 100% the entire semester.\"\n\nShe stomped her feet in frustration as her face filled shifted from a frustrated eye roll, to a confused yet dejected expression.\n\n\"No, t-that's not right! You're supposed to say-\"\n\n\"Mary, the lecture is over. If you do not have any serious questions about the material, then I ask that you please leave. I would also greatly appreciate it if you would stop sending me those pictures of yourself to my email.\"\n\nHe'd dealt with many students like her, though none were this forward. Some would come everyday after the class to ask about the simplest topics, staring at his face more than what he wrote and drew on the paper for them. Others would simply gaze longingly at him for the entire lecture, and leave a few unmarked presents on his desk.\n\nNo one else had made their innuendos as paper-thin as Mary did, though.\n\nShe finally picked up her things and left the lecture hall. Not without a wink and a wave. \n\nAlso not without forgetting two pencils on two separate occasions, which she needed to bend over for approximately forty seconds to pick up each time.\n\nWhat a bother.\n\n-----\n\nAt a bell's ring, Jesse opened with mouth, a sigh escaped his lips before his call-out towards the class.\n\n\"Mary, may I...see you for a moment?\"\n\nShe was already skipping over to Jesse's desk, her skirt that almost certainly violated the dress code swishing up and down with each gleeful step. Her elbows came down onto the professor's desk as she bent down once more while her hands held her softly pinked cheeks, holding a bright smile in between the two.\n\n\"Oh, what did I do, Professor? I hope it wasn't anything *naughty* that you'd need to punish me for? Y'know, schools used to give out spankings to those who misbehaved.\"\n\nHe simply pushed her last test towards her, pointing a finger at the bright red zero written on in the corner of the page.\n\n\"Mary, it's very-\"\n\n\"Oh no! I've put a blotch on my otherwise perfect record! Please, Professor, I'll do absolutely anything you want me to if somehow, out of the kindness ^or ^^depravity of your heart, you would allow me to fix this little oopsie.\"\n\nHe simply stared at his student, who's fingers had begun trailing down from her cheeks to the buttons of her dress shirt.\n\n\"First of all, please do not undress.\"Jesse quickly began. \"Secondly, it's very obvious that this mark is a result of the conversation we had a few days ago. 100% students don't suddenly go from perfection to getting every single question wrong on a multiple choice exam of 37 questions. Speaking strictly statistically, it is practically impossible that if you really were that unknowledgable about the course, you still wouldn't get a few lucky guesses.\"\n\nMary was silent for a moment, before she spoke up again.\n\n\"So now that my mark's below-\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Why not?!\"She suddenly cried out, slamming the desk with her hands.\n\n\"I don't enter relationships with students. Conflict of interest.\"\n\n\"But that's the whole fun! Power imbalances, are like, *so* hot right now.\"\n\nJesse's hands rubbed his face as he tried to breath deeply before responding. \"Just...stop tanking your test marks. It's not going to convince me, or anything else you do, okay? That also includes getting 'stuck' underneath your desk while looking for your pencils.\"\n\n\"...Fine. I'll go now.\"She said, leaving without another word, wave, or wink.\n\nA breath of relief escaped his lips. Finally-\n\n\"Oops, forgot my pencil! I'm such a scatterbrain, Professor!\"Mary giggled as she ran back into the room.\n\nJesse wondered how many more days were left in the semester." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You wake up in the morning after a drunken hookup, and not only is the girl is still around making breakfast, and smoking hot...but also...TRIPLETS?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Dave lay in bed. His head had the mild throb of a passing hangover. Fortunately, it was not the worst he had ever had, and he could mostly function. He chose to lay there for a moment, reveling in the memory of last night.\n\nGetting laid was always good. It was even better when she was a total babe. If he was lucky, she'd still be around. Although there was something odd. He was not sure if it was his mind playing tricks on him, but he swore he remembered seeing multiple versions of the woman. He figured it was probably the alcohol.\n\nHe got out of bed and shuffled to the kitchen/living area. A grin crossed his face. The woman from last night, Claire if his memory was right, was still there. She was wearing nothing but a thong, and was busy stirring a bowl. Dave took a moment to appreciate the sight of her long legs, tight curves and firm bubble butt. \n\nHe then made his move. He didn't try to sneak up on her, he simply approached from behind, slid his hands around her slender waist and up her toned tummy. He grabbed hold of her large, perky DDs, and began playing. Clair moaned lightly as one of his hands fell down, sliding into her panties. Her moans of pleasure picked up rapidly as he touched her.\n\nHe could feel her desire mounting as his fingers worked on her lower lips, until she clenched her mouth and let out a series of squeaks as her body trembled. He felt her juices flowing, and he removed his hands. \n\n\"Morning.\"He said.\n\n\"Uh-huh.\"Claire replied dreamily. \"Very good.\"\n\nShe spun around and pressed herself against him. Her full lips met his. The kiss was deep and filled with pure lust. He was only too happy to respond. And only stop when they both had to breathe.\n\n\"So, I guess you're sticking around for a repeat of last night?\"Dave asked.\n\n\"Oh, absolutely. If that was what you could do while drunk, I definitely want to find out what you can do while sober.\"\n\n\"Just wait. It'll blow your mind.\"\n\n\"Mm, can't wait. Oh, hold on, we should probably eat first. We're going to need our energy.\"\n\nHe nodded and looked over her shoulder. A bowl of what he assumed was pancakes batter was in it, ready to go.\"\n\n\"Looks good. I will never turn down fresh pancakes.\"\n\n\"Anyone who does is an idiot.\"Claire said with a nod.\n\nSuddenly, Dave felt something. Two large, soft objects pressing against his back. A pair of slender hands wrapped around him and ran along his chest. He felt the soft purring of a woman.\n\nHe turned and saw who was holding him, only to find Claire. He looked back and saw Claire searching for an appropriate ladle. Then he looked back and saw Claire hugging him.\n\n\"Aw, how cute! He's confused.\"Hugging Claire said with a laugh. \"Let me guess, don't remember all the details from last night.\"\n\n\"I...guess not.\"He thought hard. The vestiges of his hangover were clearing, and he was able to figure it out. \"Uh...twins?\"\n\n\"Something like that. Do you at least remember one of our names? That'll make things easier.\"\n\n\"Claire. I remember that.\"\n\n\"That's me.\"The sister at the kitchen counter said.\n\n\"Okay, that's one. I'm guessing that's the only one you remember?\"\n\n\"Uh...sorry?\"\n\n\"Don't be.\"Claire, actual Claire said. \"It happens all the time. Like, ALL the time. We're used to it.\"\n\n\"Ah, okay. So, you are...\"\n\n\"Cassie.\"\n\n\"Right. So...\"\n\nWell, now some of last night's memories made sense. He had not been seeing multiple women, just two identical twin sisters. It felt like he had been seeing more than double, but oh well. He'd gotten twins!\n\n\"Hey, Claire, did he give you a wake up?\"Cassie asked.\n\n\"Oh yeah.\"Claire purred. \"A damn good one.\"\n\n\"Do I get one too?\"\n\nDave answered by grabbing Cassie and lifting her onto the nearest surface. Then he dove between her firm thighs. She was dressed much like her sister, and he took full advantage of that. His tongue shot out and began pleasuring her just as effectively as he had her sister.\n\nCassie writhed with joy as he worked on her. He could feel her and hear her screams of pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his head, locking him in place as he worked. Not that he was going anywhere. He was all too eager to be where he was. Well, until she was brought to orgasm anyway. He lapped up everything that came from her as she stiffened and let out an oddly silent scream of joy.\n\n\"Hey! We said we'd wait for everyone to wake up before starting!\"Another voice called from the other room.\n\nCassie burbled happily as Dave poked his head up over her thigh. He saw another Cassie. \n\n\"Uh...triplets?\"He asked hesitantly.\n\n\"Okay, who does he remember?\"The third sister asked.\n\n\"Me to start.\"Claire said as she began ladling pancakes onto his frying pan.\n\n\"I was just reintroduced.\"Cassie said weakly.\n\n\"Uh...sorry?\"Dave said.\n\n\"Nah, don't worry about it.\"Sister three said. \"Happens weirdly often..I guess we're so awesome that guys forget there's more than one of us.\"It was hard to argue with that. \"Anyway, I'm Chloe, just so we're all good going forward. Also, don't worry if you forget which of us is which. We know we're hard to tell apart.\"\n\nThe other two sisters nodded their agreement. Dave was too busy processing. Triplets. He had gotten triplets. Insanely hot triplets. This was definitely going to be an interesting day.\n\n\"So, do I get my good morning now?\"Chloe asked with a wide grin. \n\nHe just hoped his jaw would last long enough to enjoy it." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A mage summons a succubus and attempts to bind her to a contract. It fails, but the succubus plays along because she finds the mage cute." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The summoning circle exploded into a whirl of smoke, slowly subsiding into the shadow of a horned creature of the night.\n\n\"W-whoa...it actually worked!\"\n\nThose high-pitched words were the first to enter the ears of the succubus, who needed a moment to steady herself after the suddenness of being transported to another world. She appeared to have been summoned into the middle of a forest, with the sun having been down for atleast an hour. The tiki torches planted along the outskirts of the circle illuminated the figure of a young mage, shakily holding a textbook in one hand and a magic staff in the other. The mage took a deep breath in, before reciting words clearly written straight on the book.\n\n\"Succubus of the night, I am Your Na- I-I mean Emily, and I have summoned you to request your aid. Tell me your name.\"\n\n\"...my name is Lilinvynia, dear mage. Someone like you though...can call me whatever you like, Mistress Emily.\"\n\nJust as Lilinvynia predicted, the mage's face flushed with red at the sheer connotation filled in that answer. What was a girl like her doing, summoning a creature like her? She stood there, waiting in the summoning circle for a good ten seconds while the mage recomposed herself.\n\n\"T-These are the terms of the contract I shall bind you to. When I release you from this circle, you will adhere to them to the best of your abilities, and you may not leave until they are fulfilled or until I release you so. A-and I think I-I'll just call you Lily. Actually, that is the first term of the contract. I will call you Lily.\"\n\nShe'd heard the whole spiel before, but she had to stifle her laughter at the last part. This girl really wasn't prepared for what she could be getting herself into.\n\n\"All right. I will act within the best of my powers to make sure you call me \"Lily\", okay?\"\n\n\"I-I don't think it's supposed to be a choice, but-\n\n*Ahem*. Next, you will protect me from any dangers during your time under this contract. Like slimes, zombies, weird plant things, oh and...\"\n\nLily wasn't really listening to Emily's list of every monster that scared her. The succubus instead spent her energy admiring that soft, freckled face underneath a pair of round glasses and a wizard hat that was comically big for the mage's stature. She was starting to work her way down and try to figure out what was underneath those blue robes when she was shot back to reality.\n\n\"...oh and other succubi! That could get kinda weird, especially if you know each other. Though if you do, you don't have to kill them, unless you have a rivalry thing or some hatred or-\"\n\n\"Emily. Is there any specific purpose or quest you summoned me for today?\"\n\n\"Ah! Well, uh...\"The mage's stare fell down towards the ground, avoiding eye contact as she hide under her wizard hat. \"I, uh, was hoping you would...and uh...\"\n\nThe mumblings of the woman couldn't be heard by Lily, but the intent was entirely clear.\n\n\"Emily, do you want me to fuck you?\"\n\n\"Ah! Well, uh, maybe? B-But it's not just that, this would also be my, uh, first...But you have to promise not to eat my soul or anything!\"\n\nLily smiled. \"Well, I suppose you should go ahead and seal the contract.\"\n\n\"Really? Oh, uh, right.\"Emily repeated a few ancient words from the book, and her staff glowed in power just as she launched the binding spell straight at the succubus, freeing her from the circle as she fell under the mage's command.\n\nWell, that was Emily's perspective. If she'd read three pages ahead on what a failed verbal contract binding looks and sounds like, the fizzling sound and fact that there was no sealing letters marked around the succubi's would tell the mage to run like hell, for the monster was free and unbound by contract.\n\nBut, Lily simply walked towards the mage, looking down on the very nervous lady who wanted what was about to come, but wasn't sure if she was truly prepared for it.\n\n\"So, where do you want to do it?\"Lily asked.\n\n\"Uh, it probably wouldn't be wise to go all the way back to town. I did it out here so no one would find me summoning you, so I guess...here?\"\n\n\"On the ground? You really are a dirty girl.\"\n\n\"That's not what I-whoa!\"Emily's retort was interrupted by being shoved to the ground, falling onto a soft patch of grass. Her wizard hat flew into the trees, and Lily wasted no time climbing on top of her prize. She drew her face closer to the mage's, creeping up to the heavily breathing girl's mouth, before filling it with a ripe kiss.\n\nEmily grabbed onto the succubi's body with her arms, and kicked off her boots so she could wrap her legs around it too. Even when Lily broke off the kiss, they both wanted more.\n\n\"Let me do the work, sweetie. Just lay back, relax, and enjoy the best night of your life.\"\n\nShe nodded in eager anticipation. Then, Emily's robes were ripped off her body, revealing a blue set of matching underwear, a garment that wouldn't last nearly as long as the robes. Lily drew aside the bra first, bringing her tongue down to the left nipple as her hands assaulted the right.\n\nMoans filled the forest, and in the back of her head, Emily prayed that no one was on a midnight hunt for animals, as stumbling across these two would be quite embarrassing for the mage. It wasn't long before Lily decided to bring her efforts downwards, giving Emily a gaze of pure lust before moving to claim her prey.\n\nWith the experience Lily had, she knew exactly how long it would take to make her come. Her tongue moved in expert swirls, in all the right places, and as Emily jolted, shook, seemed all but ready to explode into pure bliss..!\n\n\"Huh?\"Emily felt all the pleasurable sensations halt. The succubus pulled back her assault, getting up in a swift motion, and began walking back to the summoning circle. \n\n\"W-Where are you going? I didn't even-\"\n\n\"You didn't come, but we had sex, correct? It appears that I have filled all the terms of my contract, and am heading back to Hell. As stipulated in the contract.\"\n\nEmily thought about it for a moment, realized she was correct, and then proceeded to panic. \"W-Wait, please! I-I really want to- I-I-I'll do anything!\"\n\nLily stopped, smiled, and turned back around. She grabbed the trembling girl's chin softly with her fingers, bringing them only a few feet away in eye-level. \"If I am to satisfy you tonight, then there's one simple thing I need from you.\"\n\n\"Y-Yes...anything...\"\n\n\"You'll make this a regular event, dear.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Being the only guy in the adventuring party can be fun. But for Dave, the human fighter who's the only guy in a group of extremely horny and kinky girls, it can be exhausting in multiple ways" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A hundred gold, just to capture a couple of highwaymen?\"said Dave, incredulous.\n\n\"Count it out. The princess's steward dropped it off this morning,\"said the tavern keeper. She dropped a fat leather satchel on the oaken bar and Dave heard the telltale jingle of cold hard cash.\n\n\"I can't believe it. What's the catch?\"said the fighter.\n\n\"No catch. The guards are just stretched so thin with all those orcs running around to the south, and they need somebody to pick up the slack.\"\n\nDave quickly finished up the last of the bacon and eggs on his plate. Even split among the party, that was enough cash for a new sword and expenses for a month. Not exactly life changing money, but it was a big deal for an adventuring party and it was hardly a dangerous quest...\n\n\"Well, it's not glamorous. But how can I turn down that kind of reward?\"said Dave. \"Um. Say...it's kind of quiet this morning. Isn't it?\"\n\nCatching his meaning, the tavern keeper shifted uncomfortably.\n\n\"I haven't seen your friends, if that's what you're asking.\"\n\nDave sighed.\n\n\"*Friends* is a strong word. Anyway, that's what I was worried about.\"\n\n\"Good luck, adventurer.\"\n\nDave smiled weakly and left the tavern. It was *always* the same story with these girls; the hardest part was never the quest, it was wrangling his party into getting ready and leaving town in the first place.\n\nWell, at least he knew where to start looking. Miranda the Great ran the magic shop in town, so he walked across the square and knocked on her door.\n\n\"Miranda, are you there? We have a job,\"Dave yelled.\n\n\"*Dave, is that you? Um, one second. Don't come in,*\"came a voice from the other side of the door.\n\nDave sighed. Miranda was renowned across the kingdom for the spells she could weave...but she was a bit of a homebody. He waited as patiently as he could, but thoughts of gold danced around his head, and after a minute he banged on the door again.\n\n\"Come on, we don't have all day.\"\n\n\"*Just...one minute!*\"\n\n\"I'm coming in,\"he said.\n\n\"*Nooooo!*\"\n\nHe rolled his eyes and pulled a small instrument from his belt, and he jimmied the lock until it clicked. He swung open the door and stepped inside, to find a red-faced but surprisingly fully-clothed Miranda leaning against the counter. Potions and arcane tomes were stacked up as far as the eye could see, and Dave peered around warily.\n\n\"Whacha' doing?\"\n\n\"Nothing.\"She answered a little too quickly.\n\n\"Uh huh. Are you ready? We have some work.\"\n\n\"Um. I'll be ready in a minute.\"She was sweating, breathing heavy. \"Have you already talked to Aya and Carleen?\"\n\nDave squinted at her, suspiciously.\n\n\"Not yet...\"\n\nAnd then a green *tentacle* extended from behind the counter and wrapped itself around Miranda's ankle. She hastily kicked it back, and Dave threw his hands up in the air.\n\n\"I can explain...\"\n\n\"I don't have time for this shit. Just take care of it,\"said the fighter. \"We're leaving in half an hour.\"\n\nHe slammed the door behind him and walked over to the edge of town, towards the hunters' camp. Whatever weird magic Miranda was up to he did *not* want to know.\n\n\"Aya, where are you?\"he yelled. \"I need you.\"\n\n\"You need me, human?\"came a voice from above him.\n\nDave jumped, and he looked upwards; Aya, the amazonian barbarian from the southern isles, was sitting on a tree branch twenty feet in the air...totally nude.\n\n\"Aya, we talked about this. You need to wear *clothes* when you're in a human town.\"\n\n\"Clothes make me sweaty. They chafe. You have no trouble stripping naked when I come to you at night, Dave of the Long Spear.\"\n\nAya leaped down from the tree and landed on her feet right in front of him, and he shifted his sword belt.\n\n\"That's...different. It's okay when we're...nevermind. Are you ready to go?\"\n\n\"I'm always ready for you, Dave of the Hard Spear.\"She reached for his crotch, and Dave slapped her hand away.\n\n\"Not what I meant. We have a job to do, with a lot of money on the line.\"\n\nAya spit on the ground.\n\n\"Human money means nothing to me, Dave of the Thick Spear.\"\n\n\"Then I'll keep your share. We'll work out some, ah, *other* reward. *Later.* There are a couple of highwaymen harrassing travelers up the road.\"\n\n\"Ah, I've never had two men at once.\"\n\n\"Oh, for gods' sakes. Just get your axe, and put on some clothes, dammit.\"\n\n\"It will be as you say, Dave of the Penetrating Spear.\"\n\nDave adjusted the sword on his belt again and went back to the town square. Miranda the Great and Aya would be ready, or as ready as they ever were. Fighter, Mage, Barbarian...all that was left was the Priestess. Hells, with only two highwaymen, maybe he wouldn't even need to bring Carleen along...he walked over to the temple anyway though, and he stepped inside the cool stone building.\n\n\"Sister Carleen, are you there?\"he said. \"We have a new mission, straight from the Princess herself.\"\n\n\"*I'm in the confessional booth, Dave.*\"\n\nAgain, Dave sighed. But he walked over to the heavy mahogany closet, and he eased open the door and took a seat, shutting it behind him.\n\n\"Carleen, are you ready? I'm about to lose my mind with Miranda and Aya, but we still have time to catch those highwaymen if we leave now...\"\n\n\"I'm ready. We can be off at once,\"said Carleen, and Dave could see her topheavy frame through the grate in the confessional.\n\n\"Oh, thank the gods. Let's go...\"\n\n\"Oh, but don't you want to say a quick confession while you're here?\"said Carleen.\n\n\"Huh? Um. Not really my style, but I guess so,\"said Dave. He was just happy Carleen was acting normal. \"I can confess some gluttony, and definitely some greed, as of this morning. And wrath. A whole lot of wrath, mostly directed towards our other party members. Now come on, we have to go.\"\n\n\"Oh, but I have a confession of my own to make,\"said Carleen.\n\n\"Oh gods, no,\"Dave muttered.\n\n\"Dave, I must confess my feelings of lust...\"\n\n\"*Long Spear! Are you here? I'm wearing the clothes the brothel's owner gave me! The lacey ones!*\"yelled Aya, from outside the confessional. \"*Oh look, Miranda is here too! And she's bearing some green, many-limbed creature under her arm!*\"\n\n\"*Dave! It's not what you think! But...I need your help killing this thing I summoned, for...reasons*,\"called Miranda. \"*For my research only!*\"\n\n\"Oh, Dave, it gets so lonely at night here in the temple!\"said Carleen.\n\n\"For gods' sakes,\"said Dave. He felt the gold slipping further and further away every minute. His head hurt. \n\n...But he did know a few things that were good for a headache..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "As youre about to go to bed for the night, Duo, the Duolingo owl, suddenly slams your bedroom door open. You forgot your French lessons two days in a row. You know what happens now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The owl was a horrid, maddening thing. It had an impossible texture and presence to its body, like a special effect from a movie was being rendered here in real life. Its eyes glistened with rage and narrowed.\n\nMorris didn't remember how he was tied to a St. Andrew's Cross, either. He didn't own one; he didn't know anyone who owned one. Lithe and quiet and harmless, except for occasionally smoking weed, he was far from the *Fifty Shades* type of look or personality. But he didn't -\n\n*\"Ouch, fuck!\"* he shouted, his train of thought slammed off the rails by a larger, greener train.\n\nDuo loomed. Even though he - *it?* - stood only a few feet in height, Duo had a presence that was unsettling and murderous. It held a two-tailed whip threateningly in its wing, which was also its hand somehow. The feathers wrapped around the whip's handle like tentacular fingers.\n\n*\"Encore,\"* it said in an impeccable French accent.\n\n\"What?\"begged Morris. The whip cracked two fresh welts on his thigh, and Morris realized that not only was he tied to the wicked torture cross, he was also completely naked.\n\n*\"Encore une fois, Morris! En franais!\"* Duo boomed.\n\n\"Please don't hurt me!\"Morris begged. The whip cracked; twin welts on his stomach.\n\n***\"En franais!\"*** growled Duo.\n\n\"Okay okay, fuck! *Bien! D'accorde, eh...\"* Morris began in his barely passable French accent. He begged Duo to stop. *\"S'il vous plat, arrte?!\"*\n\nDuo was disgusted. Two more welts. *\"'S'il te plat, arrte de faire' **quoi**, garon stupide?\"* *Stop what?* it had asked cruelly, with a devious grin, as though it didn't know what it was doing that Morris could possibly object to.\n\n*\"S'il vous plat...ne me...blessons?\"*\n\nTwo welts.\n\n\"Ow, fuck you! *Ne me blesses?\"*\n\nTwo welts.\n\n*\"Blessez!\"*\n\nA tiny avian eyebrow raised an inch at the single letter's difference in Morris' awful accent. Duo sighed and raised the whip threateningly after Morris took too long to correct the entire sentence.\n\n*\"Ne me blesse pas s'il vous plait!\"*\n\nA cheerful bell, the same indicator from the website that happened when a correct answer was given, chirped out of Duo's mouth. It was suddenly cheerful. \"Correct!\"it said.\n\nIt waddled to a box behind it that Morris hadn't noticed, and produced two things ominously: a massive black dildo at least a foot long, and a tub of lube that should have been too heavy for it to carry. It smiled menacingly.\n\n*\"Puisque tu m'as si gentiment demand de ne pas te blesser, essayons autre chose!\"* it said seductively as it walked around behind Morris to insert the phallus somewhere Morris couldn't see.\n\n*\"NO!\"* Morris screamed as he woke. The bedsheet beneath him was drenched through to the mattress. Morris realized he was sitting in his room - the real room. No torture cross. No demon owl.\n\nA dream.\n\nMorris caught his breath, and looked at the end table next to his messy apartment bedroom. Two containers of Indian food lay half-consumed next to his very well-used bong and a bag of a certain strain of kush he hadn't tried before. He rose quickly from his bed, threw away all three things, showered, and spent the day cleaning his apartment from top to bottom.\n\nHe never shared this dream with anyone, not even his wife, who he met at university three years later, where he would eventually graduate with a major in Political Science, and a minor in French. He studied the latter online every day, without fail, until he had completed the entire course with the maximum score possible. Years after that, he would one day become an American ambassador to Canada known for his cordial demeanor and impeccable accent that made him quite popular with *quebecois*.\n\nDuo never came again." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "In a world where people must have weekly sex to survive, you are an emergency services sex worker." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The call came in just as I started my graveyard shift. It was a little after midnight, the downtown nightlife still going strong. My partner and I were parked in an alley when the radio crackled to life: male, 25, in good health but sitting at 160+ hours since last sexual intercourse. \n\nDamn. This would be cutting it close - but that's what the Emergency Sexual Services branch of the paramedics was for. As my partner floored the gas pedal, I radioed back that we'd be there in less than 15 and to tell the patient to get himself ready and keep the door unlocked. He was apparently still walking and responsive, which was something, at least. We wouldn't have to break out the fireman's axe. \n\nOn the way there, I parted the folds of my quick-access pants and panties, pre-emptively lubricating my pussy. This was a true emergency, and we might not have any seconds to waste. I redid the velcro fasteners just enough so my pants wouldn't fall down as I ran in. \n\nI hopped out of the vehicle as we screeched to a halt in front of the apartment building's main entrance. Flashing my ESS key code at the door, I was able to get in the building and up to the third floor in no time. I located apartment 305, the door hanging slightly ajar. \n\n\"Sir?\"I shouted as I burst into the apartment. \"Sir? Emergency Sexual Services here. How are you feeling right now?\"\n\nNo response. Damn. \n\nFortunately, the urgency of this call had triggered a full information resource dump to our computers, including floor plans of the patient's apartment. I had looked over them in the ride here, and I knew exactly where the bedroom was. \n\nNo luck there either. \n\nI found him on the floor of the living room, barely conscious. He really was coming right under the wire. Another hour, maybe less, and we might have lost him. Hell, we might still lose him if I couldn't bring him to orgasm. \n\nThe lights were all off, and the lamp from the entryway of the apartment was the only real useful light. Apart from that, it was just the nighttime lights of the city coming in through the large living room windows. A cool breeze drifted in through the open balcony door. The man's pants were down around his knees, his hands resting limply on his boxers. He had tried to undress, to get ready for us, but hadn't been able to before he had gotten too weak. Wasting no time, I yanked his boxers down, exposing his nicely-sized but unfortunately flaccid cock. I ripped open my pants and underwear, straddling his legs. \n\n\"Sir, you awake? Can you tell me your name?\"We weren't given names, and they were under no obligation to tell us, but it was sometimes the best way to keep them from losing consciousness. I had to keep him talking, keep him awake, before I could get him horny. I grabbed his cock and started squeezing and stroking. \n\n\"Mmmnnn...Nick...\"he said weakly. At least he could say that much. \n\n\"Nice to meet you, Nick. I'm Lyra. I'm here to fuck you, all right? I need you to get hard. Can you do that for me, Nick?\"Without waiting for his response, I took Nick's soft cock into my mouth, sucking and moaning, trying to get him aroused.\n\n\"Ahhhh,\"said Nick. Not very helpful, but again, at least he was vocalizing. I worked quickly, gripping the base of his shaft with one hand while the other slipped down to fondle his balls and massage his prostate through his taint. I worked over the head of his dick with my tongue, running it along his frenulum, taking his head and then his whole soft cock into my mouth. More soft moans from Nick. \n\nI kept going, bobbing my head up and down as his dick slowly grew bigger and harder in my mouth. I moaned in response to him, hoping the sound of it would arouse him and the vibrations would further stimulate his cock. It worked pretty well, and after a couple minutes of this, Nick had enough of an erection that I could start my work in earnest. \n\nI crawled up to Nick's waist, holding his semi-erection in a firm grip so I could guide it into my pussy. I was still lubed up from my earlier preparations, but I'd added a not-insignificant amount of my own natural lubrication in the process of blowing Nick. He had a nice cock, thick and veiny with a slight upward curve, and I had always loved giving head. It was part of why I knew this was the field for me. My own arousal had me positively dripping now, and Nick slipped right into my tight pussy. \n\nInstantly, I could feel his erection growing more intense. The sensation of a warm, wet, tight vagina taking in his cock quickly brought Nick to full-blown arousal. His eyes fluttered a bit, then opened a little wider and seemed to focus more, making eye contact with me. Good - he was coming back from the brink. \n\nI smiled at him as I started to ride his cock. I started with short bobs up and down to really stimulate the sensitive end of his penis, then increased my thrusts to take him fully in and almost all the way out. Nick sighed contentedly. \n\nHoping to speed things up, I ripped open my shirt and pulled my sports bra up over my tits. Nick actually smiled at that! Still riding his dick, I reached down and grabbed one of his hands, placing it on my breast. I'm not crazy-well endowed, but my boobs are enough for a pleasant handful, and Nick revelled in simply squeezing my one tit. He pinched and played with my nipple, as it grew hard in the cool night air. \n\nNow Nick was rock hard, his cock - six inches? no, seven - ramming confidently into me as I bounced rhythmically. \"What do you say, Nick?\"I asked, playfully. \"Think you can get there?\"\n\n\"Ooohhh,\"he groaned. \"Mmmmyeah. Keep going. Fuck.\"\n\nA full sentence! Kind of. Encouraging, nonetheless. I rode him harder, but kept the rhythm steady. I even slipped a hand under his shirt, running it over his chest, feeling the light covering of hair, the soft curves of his torso, not fat per se but not in gym-shape. It was a body type that I'm especially partial to, and I found myself caressing his body as much for my enjoyment as for his. Slowly I could feel myself growing closer and closer to orgasm. I just hoped I could get him there too, in time. \n\nBut I wouldn't have to worry much longer. Soon I felt Nick's torso tense up under my hand, his breathing getting louder and deeper, and he even started to thrust back weakly, his hips grinding against mine. I carried on my work, whispering, \"Yes, Nick, yes. Come on, Nick. Cum for me. I want you to cum in pussy.\"The usual stuff, sure, but I wasn't pretending. I wanted to feel him cum so badly, to feel it gush into my pussy, to let it push me over the edge. That was another perk of the job - the free birth control and STI-immunization treatments at the ESS were unrivaled, and they really let me go all in with my cum fetish. \n\nFinally Nick's face contorted, his mouth frozen in that long-awaited O-face. \"Yes, Nick,\"I breathed, as I felt his cock start to twitch and pulse. Out shot the cum, filling my pussy in thick, hot spurts, and I was instantly done. I bent over him, my legs quivering violently as I came hard. My pussy clenched around his still-gushing cock, our simultaneous orgasms feeding into and prolonging each other. Waves of pleasure rocked through me, and it was minute or so before I caught my breath and came back to myself. \n\nNick was still lying underneath me, eyes shut, panting heavily. But I knew he would be fine. The lethargy, the unresponsiveness, the slurred speech - all of that was gone. He was conscious and healthy again. At least for another week. \n\nHe thanked me profusely as I stood up and started to gather my things. I assured him I was happy to provide this vital service, and that was certainly no lie. I quickly cleaned myself up in his bathroom, as I radioed my partner to let him know that the call was a success. \n\n\"Thank you again,\"said Nick at the doorway. \"Really, I owe you my life. I can't thank you enough. Plus...it was just a really great fuck.\"\n\nI smirked, giving him a peck on the cheek. \"Happy to be of service, sir. Now try to keep up to date, or I might end up having to come back here some time.\"\n\nA big, goofy smile came over Nick's face. Maybe even a blush. \n\nI set my face back in professional mode. \"Seriously, though, don't cut it so close next time.\"And with that, I was off to wait for my next call, smiling to myself as a few warm drops of Nick's cum trickled into my panties." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Do the thing.\"\\ \"What thing?\"\\ \"You know, the thing where you pause time, fuck me silly for a while then unpause and the sensations come crashing into me all at once.\\ \"Oh that. Give me a sec.\"\\ \"a second for wh-oHGod!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A second for wha--\"\n\nTime stood still. \n\nTracy sat on the couch, mouth open in mid-sentence. He stood across from and gave her a long look. He admired her long, brown hair, her brown eyes, and the way her tongue seemed to poke out ever so slightly in her frozen mouth. Theoretically, he could make this last for hours. Forever, possibly, Just as long as he was able to maintain concentration on a single thought--\"freeze.\"\n\nHe never tired of how amazing his power was. He'd done this to her three times now. The first time, by accident. He didn't touch her at all. Only after he'd figured out how to resume time did he start practicing, and only after he had mastered his ability did he reveal his powers to her. \n\nNow, superpowers weren't an impossibility in the world. They knew of hundreds of them. There was an 8 foot tall busty gal, who supposedly kidnapped men off the streets and...well, she did things to them. Then, of course, that girl who looked to be completely made of armour. \n\nBut, naturally, Tracy wanted proof. So, the second time he stopped time, he rearranged everything in the apartment and moved her from her spot laying on the couch to a sitting position on a chair by the kitchen table. Again, no sex occurred.\n\nShe believed him. She had no choice, really. It was either believe that her boyfriend could stop time at a mere thought, or admit that she had lost her mind. \n\nThe third time he'd done it, after he'd let the knowledge of his ability stew in her mind for a while, and after he dropped several hints as to the implications of what he could do with such a power, then she consented to letting him...experiment.\n\nHis findings were desirable.\n\nNow she asked him to do it again.\n\nHe lifted her arm and let go. The arm hung in the air.\n\n\"Freeze this moment a little bit longer,\"Nathan grinned, undressing himself in front of Tracy. \"Make each sensation a little bit stronger.\"\n\nUndressing her would be difficult to do while maintaining focus. But Nathan was something of a pro at multi-tasking now. He removed her pink socks first. He couldn't resist tickling them, eager to see the payoff when he inevitably unfroze time. Pulling off her jeans and panties was a bit easier, since she was already sitting up. Her torso slumped a bit against the cushions while he had her short, meaty legs up in the air. He gazed upon her whispering eye for a moment before gently rubbing at the clit. She did not get wet. No moans came from her mouth. Nor was there any sign on her circular face that she had felt anything.\n\nWith a little more effort than he would admit, he propped Tracy back up against the back of the couch. He maneuvered both arms over her head, where they stayed perfectly still, and lifted her pink blouse over her head. Strands of shiny brown hair hung around her face. One would think she'd been shocked with that ball at the science centre, which emitted static electricity. Nathan reached around her and unclasped the bra, setting free her C cup breasts.\n\nNow unclothed, Nathan stared down at the naked woman. \n\n\"Time to get to work,\"he said, smiling. \n\nHe spread out her legs a little more and placed himself between her. He inserted three fingers--one more than he normally did--into her pussy, massaging the clit with the thumb of his other hand. He didn't bother being gentle. He finger fucked her and rubbed the clit as though it were a vinyl record, and he was a disc jockey. He pulled the fingers out, squeezed the breasts, tweaked and sucked on her fat pink nipples. He was incredibly hard now.\n\nHe entered her, sans condom and lube, and thrust into her so hard the couch shook and creaked against the hardwood floor. Tracy's body, somehow both soft and rigid all at once, thumped against the back of the couch, staring blankly at the space where Nathan had been standing, her words still hanging on her tongue.\n\nNathan pulled out of her dry pussy and, with great difficulty, arranged her body onto the ground, on all floors. He gave ten, swift smacks to her right ass cheek, then ten to the left. Her cheeks made the appropriate clapping noise and reddened, but she did not cry out. He entered her from behind and took her once more.\n\nNathan grabbed a handful of Tracy's long hair--some of which still hung around her face, frozen, and thought the word *unfreeze.*\n\n\"wh-OH!\"\n\nHer words were lost in the midst of her passion. There was a moment there, where she sounded like she would laugh, but that laugh quickly turned into moans and gasps as her body began catch up to the things Nathan had done to it.\n\n\"Fuck--OH! OH! Shit! Fuck! OW! OW! OW! OW! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh, oh, fuck me. Oh. Ow! Ow! My ass!\"\n\nHer pussy moistened and clamped down onto his stiff cock. Her top half collapsed on to the floor and her body shook violently. He thought for a moment that she'd passed out. But squeaks and short \"oh\"\"oh\"\"oh\"s left her mouth. Nathan began to thrust again, adding to the pleasure that she was still overcome by. \n\nOne orgasm.\n\nA second, and a violent jerk of her legs. \n\nHe lost count after that.\n\n*Freeze* he thought.\n\nHe pulled out of Tracy again. He crawled around and lifted Tracy back onto her arms. Her eyes were half closed in mid-climax. He adjusted her head so that she was looking up at him. Nathan positioned himself over her face, and finished on her while simultaneously thinking *unfreeze*\n\nA breathy \"fuck me!\"escaped her just as ropes of his cum collided with her face. \n\nTracy fell onto her belly, gasping. The rest of Nathan's seed fell onto her back.\n\n\"How was that for you?\"he asked, laying next to her.\n\nShe said words that he could not comprehend. \"Nemmmmurrrrrf.\"\n\n\"Fantastic,\"he said, falling into a fitful sleep." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your new girlfriend is great, she really is. Shes a passionate lover, shes absolutely gorgeous the only red flag would have to be:" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "So tell me about this girl, Lee said as we sat down in the booth.\n\nNormally, Id be too shy to talk about something like this in public, but fortunately the restaurant was more or less deserted. I said, Well, Caitlin is basically perfect. Shes got a great sense of humorthe banter has been fantastic. Didnt mind at all that I dont have much dating experience. I really feel like I can be myself around her, like I dont have to put on an act or anything. Oh, did I mention how great she looks topless? When Caitlin took her shirt off, I just could not stop staring.\n\nHey, thats great, man. Im glad things are going so well for the two of you. How many dates have you had? Lee asked.\n\nThree so far! The first two were really fun, but the latest one was basically perfect. We ended up going back to her place, and it wasnt long before I saw her aforementioned titties.\n\nHm, yeah, I was wondering if those were going to come up again, said Lee. So did you go all the way?\n\nWell, no. We did go down on each other, but nothing further than that.\n\nThats chill. Theres really no reason to rush things. Way more important that youre both happy and comfortable with everything youre doing.\n\nThanks for saying that. And yeah, her blowjob was otherworldly. She was so enthusiastic about taking my cock into her mouth. Its like she was practically sucking my soul out.\n\nDamn, that does sound good, Lee said. But I don\n\nAnd when she made eye contact while sucking? I felt like I was losing my mind. Actually, thats not quite accurate. I felt like I had a comprehensive understanding of every single process that was taking place inside my body. Like I understood the role of every single organ, I knew exactly where my blood was flowing to, and I could realize that the pleasure she was giving me was nothing more than my nerves sending signals to my brain that told me to feel pleasure.\n\nI, uh what?\n\nAnd thats not even the half of it, I said. Staring into Caitlins eyes made me understand the universe in ways I never thought possible. I just cant seem to articulate it verbally. When I finally came, it was like I had achieved enlightenment, if only for a brief instant.\n\nAh yeah, we call that post-nut clarity, Lee said. So did you get her off too?\n\nI hesitated before answering. Well, my only real past experience was from watching porn, and I know enough to realize thats not super realistic.\nSure, thats fair enough.\n\nI definitely tried my best at eating her out, but Im not sure if I actually found her clit. It wasnt easy to see in the dark, plus her tentacles kept getting in the way. Not to men\n\nWait, what? Her tentacles?\n\nYeah, another thing porn didnt prepare me for. I didnt realize just how unrealistic those videos were. Honestly I dont get why they edit out the tentaclesit was pretty great she wrapped them around me when we were cuddling afterwards. Hell, she even hinted at some other fun stuff we could do with her tentacles, but I dont want to overshare about this sort of thing." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Thanks to some clever dealings, he now had the cock of an incubus. Huge size, always perfect fit, and it's now literally impossible for him to not make any partner cum. The only problem was that he now had a 100% chance to impregnate any woman he slept with, they didn't seem to mind that though." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This is a quick and dirty response, but hopefully it's still entertaining.\n \n\n---\nCaleb felt like he was living in a dream. There was still a chance it was a dream. Nothing had been right since he had made that *bargain.* Perhaps he was laying in some hospital bed somewhere, and his loved ones were trying to shake him from a coma. If he listened closely, may be he could hear the beep of a respirator, or the distant murmurings of the hospital staff. \n\n\nCaleb was silent when the bathroom door creaked open and Zoe stepped out. Her body was covered in sticky sweat, and her tank top seemed to be soaked from the inside out.\n\n\nShe held up the two plastic sticks splayed apart like scissors between her fingers.\n\n\nHe could see the little positive symbols from where he was standing.\n\n\nSo two pregnancy tests and theyre both positive, SO I guess *congratulations!?* \n\n\nCaleb blinked, in disbelief, Not to be rude or anything, but are you sure its mine? \n\n\nNo, I get it, but I havent been with anyone else in months, Zoe admitted grinning sheepishly.\n\n\nHis head was swimming from the words, his mouth was parched. He wanted to scream but he could keep the breath in his lungs long enough for that. \n\n\nThe *bargain* he struck. He thought for sure he had found the perfect loop-hole, but it seemed the rules of nature just didnt apply to him anymore.\n\n\nAre you feeling okay? he finally managed to squeak out.\n\n\n\"I feel amazing!\"Zoe squealed, I dont know how I knew but when you came in me that third time I just felt *really* pregnant\n\n\nYou *felt* pregnant? Caleb repeated in disbelief. \n\n\nZoes chest heaved, she seemed to study his face as if she was attempting to absorb every detail about him. Her shoulders rose giving him the sightliest of shrugs, You did say you were, what was the word you used? virile? \n\n\nCaleb swallowed hard and nodded, obviously he had no idea how virile, Zoe, youre on the pill right? and you're sure that maybe I didnt like *slip out?*\n\n\nZoe shook her head slowly, I have NO CLUE how this happened, you came in my ASS all three times.\n\n\nCaleb should've known. He was warned.\n\n---\n\nEdit: Thank you for the award!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Mmmm...a proper Lady must always keep her pinky up and not spill a drop of tea during teatime, even...when riding...her partner-ah! like a stallion...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The sight of Lady Caraway dressed in little more than her stockings and garter belt, armed only with a china teacup, and bouncing her Victorian cunt on her 20-something groundskeeper's meaty, working-class dick was a sight not out of the ordinary for the well-to-do daughters of County Eastchesterford.\n\n\"Good lord, Mr. Abernathy, this is not a date!\"She squeaks, glaring back over her shoulder at her partner for this lesson as he gives her round, creamy asscheek a firm, sharp smack. The fleshy sound of the impact radiates through the spacious bedroom as the half-dozen students present steam with quieted giggles.\n\n\"S-Sorry, M'Lady.\"Mr Abernathy grunts beneath the Lady Caraway, moving his rough hands to a more respectable spot holding the society woman by her hips.\n\nMeet Alicia Caraway, widowed Lady of the Caraway Manor estate. A childless woman, she lost her husband in the war at little more than 40 years of age. Far from her twilight years and hardly showing herself to be a day over 21 except in the early developments of silver in her fiery locks, likely brought on by the stress of loss and newfound responsibility.\n\nMost women in her situation would fill the hours with reading and knitting and garden strolls and teatime guests. All of these things bored Lady Caraway terribly when she was married, and the passing of her husband meant only that she was now free to pursue the true love of her life; teaching. It was scarcely 6 months after Lord Caraway's death that she established the manor as Lady Caraway's Day-School For Proper Decorum and Conduct. That was 10 years ago, and the school has been a rousing success ever since.\n\n\"Note my posture.\"Alicia instructed to her students, gathered around her bed as she continued to ride her servant's fuckpole at a rather brisk pace.\n\nHer back was as straight as an arrow, pointing up towards the heavens as she pistoned the dick below in and out of her. Last week, she managed to ride Mr. Abernathy with a few works of Dickens perched atop her head although the toppled to the floor when her orgasm rocked her body. She thought it best to leave the books on the shelf for this lesson to avoid spilling tea all over her sheets.\n\n\"Now watch my hand, ladies.\"Lady Caraway chirps, motioning to the dainty paw in which she held her cup of tea as she moaned softly under her breath. \"G-Goodness me~\"\n\nThough her upper arm quivered slightly with the arousal pumping through her body, the glazed teacup remained as still as a statue. Her pinky jutted out, away from the handle and the rest of her fingers. She slowly lifted the cup to her lips, taking a small sip of tea before rotating her arm outwards once more.\n\n\"A proper lady's pinky always remains up and out, and she always sips her tea s-silent...S-Silently...O-Oh, my~\"Lady caraway whimpers, struggling to keep her beverage in it's cup as Mr. Abernathy grunts beneath her.\n\nThe warm feeling of his hot, gooey load suddenly invading her womb is a bit overwhelming. The sensations brought on by the arrival of a creampie have always been a weakness of Alicia's, but the woman is nothing if not prim and proper in the worst of times. She grits her teeth, trying and failing to hold in her orgasmic noises before Mr. Abernathy finally collapses back on the bed below her.\n\nLady Caraway carefully holds her teacup in both hands as she climbs off of Mr. Abernathy's uncut member. His load is already dripping down the inside of her thigh.\n\n\"Ladies, if you'll adjourn to the parlor now? I'll join you for our elocution lesson shortly.\"Lady Caraway smiles as the ladies file out of the bedroom one by one, chattering softly amongst themselves.\n\n\"And Mr. Abernathy, if you would send Florence in with my afternoon gown, please?\"Alicia glances back at him. \"And do warn me next time you feel our lesson concluding, please. I nearly spilled my tea.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Has anyone else ever felt kinkshamed when no one replies to your prompts and they get downvoted into oblivion?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Ive noticed there seems to be a trend of people downvoting prompts theyre not into, or maybe dont agree with. I think its worth noting that downvoting should be reserved for poorly written prompts, as in bad grammar/spelling, incoherent, hard to understand, low effort, redundant/repetitive, etc.\n\nSure, dont upvote something if youre not into it but downvotes shouldnt be thrown at something just because you dont personally like it. Exceptions being things that violate rules.\n\nAlso worth saying that nobody responding isnt the same thing as downvoting. There are a lot of prompts that are perfectly fine or that I even upvote but I have no idea how to write for them, so I dont. The more fringe your kink, the harder it is for someone to write for it (or at least the less likely it is to find a writer)." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Darth Vader finds out that his perky female subordinate really gets off on being force choked. He begins using it as a reward rather than a punishment." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"As pathetically perverted as your personal proclivities may be, Junior Lieutenant Karvix, the Empire rewards valuable assets with relevant and appropriate recompense.\"Lord Vader spoke plainly, though perhaps a bit disdainfully. His voice is soft, yet booming. Gravelly, yet robotically smooth. It's only uncompromising quality is it's tendency to strike terror into the souls of enemy and ally alike.\n\nMy feet twitch and give a few small, weak kicks as my arms struggle involuntarily against the unseen bounds that the Sith Lord has installed to hold them behind my back. Before my voice was become too weak to make any noise, a pitifully aroused moan slips from my lips.\n\nHe's going harder than usual. In the back of my mind, I hope he isn't simply taking his time in executing me. But the fear of that entirely plausible possibility is what's getting my cunt wetter than Kamino. And we both know it.\n\nI'm only thinking about one thing as I feel the invisible powers that be constricting tighter around my throat, a weak, choked cough sputtering from my lips while my vision begins to blur and dim. I'm not thinking about hoe easy it would be for him to accidentally slip too far and choke the life from me. I'm not thinking about about how soaked I'm growing beneath my uniform or how hard I'm going to cum later tonight in my quarters as I desperately try and relive this experience.\n\nI'm thinking about how fucking *perfect* those hyperspace jump calculations were.\n\nThis all started a few months ago, after an incident on the bridge. He must have been in a particularly sour mood. I'm unsure to this day, and I know better than to ask. My badge of rank was askew. Not tilted heavily to one side or the other, only slightly. But enough to catch Lord Vader's eye. And I didn't really have time to straighten it as I found myself being dragged towards the airlock by whatever supernatural Force ability Vader possesses.\n\nI believe he only stopped when he sensed exactly how aroused I was. He dropped me, brandishing his crimson sword of light, and made a few threats about the next reprimand being worse than the first before ordering me back to my station.\n\nOver the next few weeks and months, I found that each instance of excellence in my duties was met with the same reward. Vader would call me from my station, escort me to my private officer's chambers, and it would begin. I always knew to keep stone-faced, no matter how good it felt. His little lectures on my utter inadequacy except within my rank didn't help. For some reason, his wrathful hand and unkind words together were far more powerful than either one on its own.\n\nRendezvous with the fleet ahead of schedule? Private time with Lord Vader. Successfully destroy a squadron of Rebel starfighters? Private time with Lord Vader. Refuel the *Executor* in record time? Private time with Lord Vader.\n\n\"Despite your disgusting fixation, you appear to have elevated productivity and and efficiency aboard the bridge at a rate which has made an impression upon our Emperor.\"His monotone continues as I feel myself edging nearer and nearer to the chasm of pleasure that I usually don't even come closer to without the aid of my own fingers.\n\n\"Congratulations.\"He growls, met with a choked gasp from myself as I feel my orgasm hit me like a meteorite just as I begin to lose consciousness.\n\nMy hips twitch and grind uncontrollably at the empty air as I feel the muscles between my legs flexing and convulsing beneath my uniform trousers. My black uniform cap slips from atop my head and falls to the floor, exposing my stark black pixie cut, as black as Vader's armor. It's another moment before I'm suddenly dropped to the floor and finally able to desperately gulp down breath once more.\n\nI can't see Vader's expression behind his mask as he peers down at me and the wet spot in the front of my pants, but it brings a flush of both shame and arousal to my cheeks.\n\n\"Change before returning to your station, *Senior* Lieutenant Karvix.\"He mutters, before turning and leaving me. I manage a weak croak of a reply before he's out of earshot.\n\n\"At once, Lord Vader.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Pair of twin sisters share a strange connection, they have each other's pussies. They each experience no sensations from the vagina attached to their bodies, instead, feeling what happens to their sister's as if it were their own." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "We never figured out how it happened, but it seemed to start sometime after we went off to university. \n\nEveryone around us thought that it would be a big deal. What are you gonna do without him? Youre twins! \n\nThe truth was, Alex and I never really were *twin* twins. Firstly, we were fraternal. And we never really had that relationship you saw twins have on TV and movies, or in those puff pieces about twins who could feel pain when their twin was hurt, or who broke the same arm in the same way, or who could read minds. Alex and I always just happened to be siblings who were ejected from our mom at the same time. \n\nWell, not quite the same time. I was an hour older. \n\nSo when he went of to NYC, and I went to LA, it wasnt a big deal. One awkward hug and we got on different busses, and headed off to different lives. \n\nSure, we kept in contact. The happy birthday text, and whenever we wanted to be sure we wouldnt be the only one going back home for the holidays. But aside from that, we were basically strangers who shared the same DNA. \n\nI was trying to study for a calculus exam, holed up in the library the night before, my hair a mess, wearing the same sweatpants and hoodie Id been wearing for the last week, changing only my socks and underwear. I bathed maybe once that whole time. \n\nIt was then that I felt a strange sensation down below, between my hidden, unshaven legs. But it wasnt the usual sensation I felt when I got aroused: not the vague humming around the hood of my clit, or the slight moistening around my crotch. \n\nNo, this was a throbbing inside of me. I felt as though I was hard, like there was a thick, fleshy pipe attached to me, being gripped and stroked. \n\nI closed my knees together, hoping to stifle the growing arousal within me. My breathing was quickening. I opened and closed my palms around my text book, digging into the glossy pages with my nails until little dents formed onto the paper. The throbbing intensified. l felt as though I was being molested by an invisible hand. \n\nI snapped my book shut and gathered my belongings. I ran awkwardly, my legs pressed together, to my dorm, which was thankfully only a few blocks from the library. When I got to my room I tossed my things into the floor, ran to the bathroom and reached a hand down my sweat pants, beneath the decidedly unsexy underwear I was wearing, and rubbed at my clit. \n\nOnly, I couldnt feel anything like how I felt when I masturbated. It felt almost numb down there, except for the strange, unseen hand that was grasping at a cock that I didnt have. Thats what I felt like, I guess. Like I was being given a vigorous hand job.\n\nSuddenly, the feeling of plump, moist lips around mearound the dick I didnt have. The one that I was never born with. I shuddered at the feeling, falling slowly onto the bathroom floor. I grabbed one tit and squeezed. Thankfully, I could feel the little tingles in my nipples. That hadnt changed.\n\nThe strange feeling of a mouth around me continued. I felt a tongue lick the shaft, fingers were gently cupping something beneath itballs, I realized. I was being given a blowjob, somehow, by a horny ghost. \n\nThough I felt nothing, I kept rubbing my clit. I stuck not one, but three fingers inside of me, my sweatpants now discarded. I felt nothing. I could probably shove the whole fist up there and not feel a single thing! I would have freaked out. But I *did* feel something. It was just a something that was physically impossible. \n\nThen it happened. \n\nIt felt different. What normally would have been an eruption of small, scattered waves of pleasure moving out from inside me, now felt like three or four quick, but sensational bursts. I felt myself twitching, felt a strange warmish goo drip out from me. \n\nOnce it finished I had the strangest desire to take a nap." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "When a person dies and goes to Heaven they immediately meet their soulmate. But time/distance has no meaning here. They could be from vastly different time periods, or even different galaxies." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Allow me to introduce...\"My guardian angel raised three of his six arms in a complex pattern, and a heavenly drumroll started up all around me, thundering through my bones. This was it.\n\n\"Your soulmate!\"\n\nThe cymbal crash sent ripples through the air around me, the fog shifting and reforming into a great circular chamber with pearly white walls and floors, unadorned but for the huge double bed at its centre and the thick blue-green fog that filled the far half. I was already naked, but somehow I felt even more naked in here. At least it was a little warmer.\n\nI watched the cloud for a few seconds, then turned to the angel. \"Can we turn off the smoke machine?\"I asked. \"I'd like to _see_ my soulmate, if I can.\"\n\nThe angel clicked one of his tongues. \"Ah,\"he said, waving a finger. \"I should explain, Mariko. Your soulmate is a Vreylan Cloud, from a star system called...\"He tapped a few icons on his heavenly PDA. \"Well, you lot haven't discovered it yet, but internally we call it the Raccoon Star.\"\n\nI raised an eyebrow. \"Why's it called that?\"\n\n\"We were bored,\"said the angel. \"Anyway, I'll leave you two to get to know each other. If you want anything, you can summon me with a thought. Bye!\"He vanished with a sharp crack, and a few seconds later I heard another crack, presumably my soulmate's guardian angel making a similar exit.\n\nWell, here went nothing. The floor was cool and soft on my bare feet as I approached the bed, like a shag carpet made of polished marble. I hopped up, stretched out, and made myself comfortable on a mattress that seemed to rise up to support me, rather than sinking where my weight pressed down. I took the side that wasn't blanketed in teal fog.\n\n\"Greetings, being that I am informed is my soulmate.\"\n\nThe voice didn't seem to be coming from anywhere; it was more like it had been piped directly into my head. It was vaguely feminine - odd, I'd always thought of myself as straight - and had a light, airy tone that made my head tingle a little, like how I'd always imagined ASMR felt (never could get it to work on me).\n\nI cleared my throat. \"Hi?\"I said.\n\n\"Greetings!\"chirped the cloud as it rolled over me. Suddenly I was immersed in a sea of sea green, and, while my impulse was to hold my breath, I found that I could breathe _easier_. Heaven had kindly taken away my asthma, but this was even freer, and a cool, open sensation, not at all unpleasant, overtook my lungs.\n\n\"My name,\"said the cloud, \"is Three Hundred and Third Entity Arising from the Mountain by the Place where Three Rivers Converge, Slayer of Adversaries and Commended for Excellent Gaseous Cohesion, Seventy-Three Standard Sweeps Old and Hailing from the Third Planet Orbiting the Raccoon Star. You may call me any shortening thereof, if that eases your vocal structure.\"\n\nThat last part drew a sigh of relief. \"Hello, 303,\"I said. \"I'm Mariko. I'm from Earth, in the Sol system, and I'm...\"This last part gave me pause. I'd died at fifty-six in an earthquake (and apparently I'd been the only casualty, which was galling), but my body now was as it had looked at...if you'd made me put a number on it, thirty-two. Eventually, I decided to dodge the question. \"And I'm delighted to meet you.\"\n\n\"And likewise, Mariko I'm From Earth In The Sol System...\"The cloud vibrated around me slightly as 303 spoke.\n\n\"It's just Mariko,\"I said quickly.\n\n\"Ah, my apologies,\"hummed 303. \"Nonetheless, it is a pleasure. May I say that I find your solid form to have much aesthetic appeal, in spite of its morphous and plastic nature?\"\n\nI wasn't sure - _could_ they say that? \"Yes,\"I decided. \"Thank you. And you are...\"My eyes had nothing to focus on, instead basking in the general teal ambiance. \"Oddly beautiful, 303.\"\n\n303 seemed to like that. Coils of vapour spiralled before me like ink in hot water. When I was younger, I'd daydreamed about being an astronaut and exploring nebulas and gas giants; this was exactly what I'd imagined, and it was, I was realising, magnificent. And I didn't even need a spacesuit.\n\nI was also realising that the motion of all that sapient gas against my body, while it was a little too subtle to feel like solid touch, was definitely having an effect on me. My skin felt hypersensitive, and a pleasant shiver ran through me as 303 spoke again: \"I have become conscious of the strength of your sensory responses towards me, Mariko. Are there any specific places you would like me to focus my contact?\"\n\nThe mere mention of _specific places_ gave me the very gentlest of tingles between my legs, and apparently that little tingle was enough for 303 to pick up on.\n\n\"I wish to improve your enjoyment of your sensory inputs,\"they said, and that cool, bright voice ringing in my backbrain somehow made me hornier than either of my husbands in life ever had. Maybe I _was_ into women? Maybe I was just into sapient gas monsters?\n\nThen I felt the beginnings of a tiny, sucking twister at my clit, and the question suddenly seemed rather irrelevant.\n\n_(To be continued?)_" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You are a succubus who snuck into a random mans house and started fucking him. You only planned to drain some energy and leaveuntil his mom walked inand was overjoyed that her son finally had a girlfriend. Now your stuck pretending to be his lover because his mom is really nice." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I could feel my power waning.\n\nI felt heavy, my wingspan struggling to support this new weight it was unaccustomed to. Snapping my fingers, I was unable to summon a gateway, or even spark a flame. I need a snack, a pick-me-up. Something...before I perish.\n\nSlowly but surely descending, I found a sweet scent. Something delectable, the source no doubt a delicious treat, and something more than capable of satisfying this deathly hunger of mine. A virgin.\n\nI followed the pheromones down towards a cozy-looking yet lonely plantation house, thrown right smack in the middle of expansive farm land. Perfect. An isolated target. Swooping down, I was relieved to see the window was left open. Unable to phase through objects in my current state, I slid my slender digits past the opening and raised it gingerly. I peered through the gap, now big enough for my radiant crimson eyes to peer through, until I saw the source I so desperately required.\n\nA young man, slouched over his disk, sound asleep. Bingo.\n\nI raised the window further, sliding first my legs past the opening. Then my midsection, my bountiful chest and finally my head with my windswept ginger locks. My wings folded in, as to not get caught on anything. I waltzed over to the sleeping boy and placed my hands on his shoulders. They were broad, and firm. He was strong, muscular, I could tell. This just keeps getting better.\n\nI walked around him, gingerly dragging my finger across his form. Nearly in front of him, I placed a hand upon his fit arm. He had messy, curly black hair. I trailed my digit towards an open hand, palm faced towards the desk and resting on top of a pen. Did he fall asleep while writing? How inefficient, these humans...and yet, how adorable.\n\nI parted his copiously curly bangs, and planted a kiss upon his forehead.\n\nThankfully, the radiating energy of his pure soul was already feeding me, allowing me at least this telepathic spell. But it wouldn't restore me. I needed to tap into the source.\n\nI could see his eyes darting behind their lids. He moved his arm, lifting his head to scratch his chin. At that moment, I caught his face. He was so cute! So handsome!\n\n\"Oh my, I think I might want more than just a midnight snack...!\"Elated, I took the opportunity to cup his cheeks and dive in for a kiss.\n\nI missed. He was quick, for a human. He returned to his slouched position, head burrowed in his arms. Probably a good thing, I reconsidered my plan of attack. If he was suddenly caught in that position in a state of dreaming, he might instinctively overreact.\n\nInstead, I circled back around him. My hands returned to his shoulders, now this time accompanied by my breasts against the nape of his neck and upper portion of his shoulder blades. Not to brag but, I was well equipped even for a succubus.\n\nPeering into his mind, I could already see my influence. He was dreaming of the soft sensation at the back of his neck. Unformed and abstract, as he was unconscious. But as soon as my hands started to wander across his body, I could see the shape of a woman start to form. My shape. I had invaded his dream, and now I'll make it come true.\n\n\"Awaken, Colt.\"I ordered.\n\nHe did as he was told. He opened his gentle green eyes. They were like emeralds, they were so vivid. Our eyes met as he raised his head up.\n\n\"Who the...\"Just as he was about to panic, the kiss mark on his forehead started to glimmer. \"Calm down now.\"I softly demand. \"You're dreaming.\"\n\nI could still see the confusion on his face, but luckily I had enough power to maintain this charm. \"A...alright...\"His face was awash in red. His developing countenance, in a handsome transition from boyish to manly, tainted by beet red cheeks. Every second, it got harder and harder to refrain from simply throwing myself on him.\n\nI sit upon his desk, topping one leg with the other, one foot gingerly rubbing a side of his lap. \"And...who are you then?\"His hands gripping the underside of his seat as he watched.\n\n\"Eressa. And I'm here to give you a lovely dream.\"\n\nThe thin fabric I was wearing burned away like it was lit on fire, while the metal studs melted into molten droplets that seemed to evaporate from existence before hitting the floor. My bare assets were let loose for the young man, Colt, to see. I saw him go rigid in several different places as my nipples met the open air. His eyes were locked on to my breasts. His lips pursed inwards, clenched in a way that signified he had stumbled across something he shouldn't have.\n\nMy toes brushed lightly against the tent forming in his jeans. Giggling softly, I push the upper sole of my foot against him. As the seconds passed, I could feel his erection grow until I could see the outline in his pants. At that point I stood back up and turned my back on him. My tail jutted out, from the lengthy cascade of my fiery ginger hair and wrap itself around his fly. Down the zipper went, and out his button shifted. My tail caught his jeans by the knee and slowly tugged them down until his cock stood free and ready.\n\nThis was the last straw, I couldn't wait any more! His penis was huge! Who could believe a virgin boy who just recently passed the thresh-hold of adulthood could sport such a member? I did, once I saw it. And I was about to test it out.\n\nWithout hesitation I fell into his lap, my plump pale backside rubbing against his erection. His length grinding against my wet slit, his tip nearly kissing my asshole. Both not even inches away from a throbbing, hungry shaft that nearly broke into the double digits, at least by human measurements.\n\n\"Go'dang...\"he uttered, moving his hands to grope my cheeks. His grip was strong, his hands were coarse. We was a working boy, with those muscles he was soon to ravage me with.\n\nI spread my pussy for him, and my tail tugged at one corner of my anus. I was ready for his cock, no matter where it went. It just had to be in me.\n\n\"Go ahead, fuck me however you like, I'm your toy tonight.\"\n\nHe suddenly stood up and lurched forward, pushing me down against his desk with his penis mashed against my nethers, but not yet within them. It took me by surprise, by I was happy to see he was starting to go with it. I became positively elated when he plunged his rod inside my pussy without mercy. Down to the root of his penis, the base where his balls slapped against my clit.\n\nThe lights switched on. \n\n\"Colt, sweetie, are you alright...\"\n\nA woman stood in the doorway, looking right at us." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You owe me years of Sex and galons of cum!\"after Findling her male childhood friends porn collection, a busty tomboy learns that she is his type. Now she wants to catch up on All the Sex they could have had." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alex was not sure whether to watch the screen or the person playing. At least he was only watching and was not an active participant. When Heather was involved, it was hard to focus on anything else. \n\nEven though she was dressed casually in a T-shirt and shorts, she was dangerous to behold. The perfect combination of lean muscle and feminine curves, with a gorgeous face and tits for days. She was everything a man could want in a woman.\n\n\"Hey, Alex, you wanna play?\"She asked. \n\n\"Uh, no, that's fine. I, uh, I want to go get a drink.\"And to calm himself down. It was a frequent occurrence whenever she was around.\n\nIt was sometimes difficult to remember they had known each other since they were kids. She used to run around just as much as he did, and she had always liked playing with him more than the other girls. That had not changed. She still loved playing video games and playing sports. The only thing that had changed was that puberty had hit her like a freight train.\n\nHe spent some time nursing a glass of water, trying to get his lower head to calm down. The last thing he wanted to to ruin his friendship with a random hardon. When he finally got himself under control, he risked entering the room again.\n\nWhen she heard him enter, she did not let him speak. She slowly turned the chair around, fingers steepled like some spy movie villain.\n\n\"Alex, you've got some explaining to do.\"She said.\n\n\"Uh...what?\"He said.\n\n\"How long have we known each other?\"\n\n\"About 15 years or so? Ever since we were kids.\"\n\n\"And much of that time has been as adults, yes?\"\n\n\"Uh, yeah, I guess, although that depends on what you consider to be an adult. I mean, now that we're both out of college, definitely, but during grade school?\"\n\nShe paused. She closed her bright green eyes and nodded. \"True, true. Let's just consider it everything over the age of 16, shall we?\"\n\n\"Okay?\"\n\n\"I do believe you've been hiding something from me. Something very important.\"\n\nAlex looked at her confused. What could he have been hiding? They talked all the time, and he did not think he was really hiding anything from her. Nothing important at least.\n\n\"Something like what?\"\n\nShe moved the chair aside and showed him his computer screen. A screen that was currently showing his secret files. His stomach twisted in knots and he broke out in a cold sweat.\n\n\"Uh, Heather, I, uh, I can explain, I...\"\n\n\"Stow it, Alex. I don't care that you look at porn. Everyone does. What I care about is the contents.\"\n\nShe clicked open one of the smaller files. This one was only a still image. The woman was beautiful, curvy, busty with just the right amount of muscle tone. She was, in many ways, very similar to Heather.\n\n\"Now, I didn't have time to see everything in here.\"Heather said. \"But what few things I did see tells me something. It lets me know you like women like me. Don't try and argue, the evidence is pretty clear.\"\n\n\"Uh, I...\"He could feel his face heating up. \"I just...\"\n\nShe raised a hand to silence him. \"This leads to a certain problem. A problem that demands an answer.\"\n\n\"Which is?\"He asked nervously.\n\n\"The problem is that we could've been having sex for years, and you withheld the information that would have allowed this to happen.\"She said, looked deathly serious.\n\nAlex looked at her blankly. \"Huh?\"\n\n\"Ever since puberty, we could've been sleeping together. The only reason we aren't is because I thought you liked a very different kind of woman. Had you volunteered this information earlier, we could've started far sooner.\"\n\n\"Uh...Heather...\"\n\n\"And so, the way I see it, you owe me. You owe me years worth of sex. And I aim to collect. Starting now.\"\n\nBefore he had fully realized what was going on, Heather was on him. She held him close, pressing her breasts against him and her plump lips to his. Her tongue slid into his mouth, dancing around his in ways that made his mind soar.\n\nShe turned him around and pushed him to the bed, where he fell onto the mattress, with Heather straddling him. Then she pulled her shirt off. His eyes opened wide at the sight, and she was still wearing a bra.\n\n\"And to think, you could've had unfettered access to these for years.\"She said, cradling her huge tits. \"You could've been waking up to the best pair of tits you've ever seen all this time. Let me show you what you've been missing.\"\n\nShe unhooked her bra, letting her ample assets free. Her athletic body allowed her chest to remain surprisingly perky, despite their incredible size. She grabbed his hands and pressed them to her chest, and his mind was instantly overcome with their weight. Their softness. Their size. Everything about them was perfect. \n\nHe began squeezing and kneading them, savoring the feeling as they deformed under his touch. Heather's face became flushed and her breathing deepened. Her lips parted and began quivering slightly. Soon a soft moan escaped her lips as he played with her stiffening nipples. She arched her back, driving his hand deeper into her chest.\n\n\"See?\"She said breathily. \"Don't you wish you had told me before?\"\n\n\"Yeah, yeah I do.\"\n\n\"Just wait. It gets better.\"\n\nShe leaned forward, smothering his face in her cleavage. Then she slowly moved down his body, allowing his to feel her with every inch of his chest. And then she got to his legs. She slid down until she could undo his pants, sliding them down and freeing his manhood from their cloth confines. Her eyes opened with barely contained joy. Then she pounced. \n\nHer breasts closed around his length and her toned arms forced them to form an incredible seal around his length. The feeling was incredible. He groaned and bucked his hips as she slid her tits along his shaft. Pleasure surged through his body as she gleefully worked on him. \n\nShe varied the speed and pressure she moved, and even changed the direction from time to time, moving her chest in different ways to bring forth different, but always amazing, results. It was almost more than he could handle. But handle it he did. He wanted this to last as long as possible, so intoxicating was Heather and her breasts. But he was merely a man. And he soon erupted, emptying himself onto her waiting chest and face. \n\nHeather cooed as she released him and wiped his seed off her. She licked the thick, white liquid off her fingers eagerly. \n\n\"I've been waiting to do that ever since I started growing tits.\"She said. \"But that was just the beginning. A down payment, if you will. You owe me more. A lot more.\"She looked down at his panting, smiling form and his spent manhood. \"And once you recover, I'm going to make sure to collect. I hope you're ready. This is going to be a long night.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Having a bratty cat girlfriend is equal parts trying to stop her from destroying things, trying to get her to put on clothes, trying to give her a real bath, and dicking her down several times a day since its the only way to pacify her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "John climbed over the couch, the tight little t-shirt in hand. Alice fumbled, falling over herself as a mass of sweater paws and profanity as she tried to climb out of the baggy jumper. Her head pulled free, ears flicking up to see him descending toward her. She screamed and darted away, tangled up in a footrest and falling over her own limbs. \r \nNo! Shirts are stupid! she shouted, her sounds turning to grunts as he grabbed her around the waist and pinned her to the floor. Her hands batting at his face and chest, her knees rising to try and kick him off.\r \nNo clothes! she shouted.\r \nYou cant be naked! he said.\r \nYou cant make me! said Alice, throwing off the last of her jumper and sticking out her tongue.\r \nHer legs wrapped up around his waist, locking her ankles and he endured the fingers trying to gouge his face while both his hands forced one of hers through a sleeve.\r \nIm not playing, they will be here in an hour and you need to be dressed.\r \nShe bit down on his arm, her teeth just shy of puncturing the skin, she grinned up at him, eyes beaming in what he realised was a stalemate.\r \nHe rose up onto his knees and brought his hips down into hers, her naked sex grinding over the hardness that formed in his pants. Her cheeks started to turn red, her grip loosening long enough for him to stuff her other hand into the shirt.\r \nMnnaghhhrummnnnhhhh! she groaned and moaned into his arm.\r \nOh yes you will! he said. He grabbed the shirt, bunching it up tight, the arm holes locking down around her wrists and binding them in place. He now had a free hand and started unbuckling his pants. She raised her hips, her grip around his waist tight as she ground her wet sex over his busy hand. It slowed his progress but soon he was free, his cock rubbing over her lips and sliding easily down into her tight sex. Her legs swapped from struggling to pulling herself down to meet him, their hips pressed hard against each other as he dropped her to the carpet and pinned her pelvis beneath his. She ground her hips, rolled them but he didnt go anywhere.\r \nGah! Fuck just Just fuck me! she cried.\r \nHe eased his grip on the shirt and she wrenched it from his grasp, her body pulling off his cock and going to make a bolt for it. He saw it coming and caught her hips, dragging her back on all 4s. She made a token attempt to climb up the carpet beneath him but once his cock met her sex she gave in, chest dropping down, arse high and groaning as he sunk down into her.\r \nNot-ahh wearing clo-oh-oths. she managed between gasps.\r \nHe didnt even try to argue, focussed on lifting her hips and driving them back down to the carpet, his cock running deeper until it pressed that button that lie deep inside her. Her arms gave out, fists unclenching, gasping out open mouthed into the carpet. Her struggle finally ceased as he focussed on thrusting deep into her, his cock running down until it just met her cervix.\r \nHe brought his weight down, grinding his hips down into hers.\r \nAre you going to behave? he asked.\r \nNo! she cried.\r \nHe started slowly drawing his cock up. Her arms awakened and gripping the carpet, her knees trying to push her hips back up to his.\r \nNo, fuck!...Its not fair! she grumbled.\r \nHe slowly drew back toward the tip as her sex clenched and milked his cock, trying to draw him back inside.\r \nFine! Fucking fine I will! she cried out.\r \nHe let it out, the frustration of having to chase her, the adrenaline and lust coursing through him. Fucking her down into the floor untill her arms gave out, her knees started to shake and eventually where only supported by his hands, her head lolling to the side, panting in rhythmic moans that matched his thrusts. The only muscle that still struggled in her was her sex, tightenning around him as a shuddering bloomed out form her sex. She took in a deep breath, biting her lip and moaning. Her glittering lust filled eyes finally losing their anger and turning placid and happy.\r \nJohn checked the time, they where ahead of schedule so he brought himself down into her quaking sex, holding himself deep and feeling the relif. Filling her sex with his cum.\r \nShe hummed happy sounds, her lips curled into a lazy smile as he slowly eased her back down to the carpet.\r \n\\-\r \nAlice grinned dreamily at him as he pulled the jumper up her arms, her hands popping out of the sweater paws. Her eyes locked on his the whole time, a smile permanently on her lips. He smoothed down her hair and answered the door. She followed him closely, her hands together holding one of his and smiling when they said hello to her. Eventually the walking finished and Alice curled up on the couch, resting her head on his lap as he patted her gently.\r \nUsually cat girls are really bratty but she is always so well behaved when we come over. they said.\r \nYeah, shes pretty easy to handle. said John with a smile." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The catgirls are way out of your price range, and mermaids at no fault of their own are expensive to maintain. What sort of monstergirls can a collage student on a tight budget afford afford?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Dude, look at it! So Fluffy!\"\n\n\"Yeah, we just gotta the sofa, let's fill it up with hair! Great idea.\"The overly sarcastic Latino with broad shoulders and long hair says while looking at the price tag.\n\nI exale and send a sad look at the young looking foxgirl behind the bars, her 3 fluffy tails stop to waiver and she sends me a sad, but resigned look. I got up and look at the cage besides it, the hyper ratgirl not even sparing me a glance.\n\nI'm Erick, and shopping for pets sucks. It's always had sucked, a lot, but after the \"White Dead\"in 39 and the advent of high precision and \"cheap\"Genetic Engineering and Synthetic Biology in 42, our pets are a lot different from those our Forefathers had. \n\nSince humans were the only mammal resistant to the White Dead, we needed to improvise in the pets category. My grandpa says it was very weird seeing so much people willingly be turned into effectively another sub-species, but since my mom got a doggirl when she was 9, i figured it wasn't that weird for him.\n\nIt just kinda normal now in the 90's, you know? Catgirls, doggirls, wolfgirls, foxgirls, mermaids, dolphingirls and other mammalian pets, most families had one or two. Yeah, reptlian pets exists, but they are even more expensive. And robots and drones are cool, but they are not the same thing.\n\n\"Let's look around dude? Maybe there's a deal hidden somewhere?\"I said, looking around the massive complex full of cages, the modern pet shop.\n\n\"With just a thousand bucks? Yeah, i prefer the lottery.\"Joel says again in his normal sarcastic tone. He is my roommate and the most realist guy i ever know, perfect for stopping me in impulsing buying a foxgirl, or a beargirl, or a kangaroogirl.\n\nBuying a pet nowadays is as expensive as buying a high end TV, or a very good robot, but there's the fees associated with it, the price of the tracking chip, of the (optional) behavior control chip and others useful extras. Thankfully they can eat human food after some training, because their rations are very expensive.\n\nWe start to browse the store, me looking at every cage possible, looking preferably to a pet around our age. It was okay to have a more mature looking pet, Joel even has a mature panthergirl in his hometown, but you start to get strange looks with a more young look, except when you are a kid. \n\n\"Look! A Playtypusgirl! These are quite rare!\"I said while looking at the exotic monstergirl.\n\n\"Yeah, and her price is quite steep. Forget it.\"And again, Joel drags me outs.\n\n\"Zebragirl?\"\n\n\"Our neighbors would kill us.\"\n\n\"Chimpazeegirl?\"\n\n\"Chaos dude, pure chaos.\"\n\n\"Pangolingirl?\"\n\n\"Her price is good, but she needs special rations, right?\"\n\n\"Slothgirl?\"\n\n\"Are you serious?\"\n\n\"Okay, fuck it, Batgirl!\"I shout while pointing to the petite black-haired batgirl in a cage, her looking quite scared at the sudden noise.\n\n\"This is actually a good idea.\"Joel says looking at the price tag of 400 bucks and at the 16-ish batgirl. \n\n16-ish because since they are grown in a vat to the desired age for sale, it's kinda tricky to tell the real age of a pet, specially since not all of them age the same way as humans.\n\n\"Well...Batgirls can be trained to be nocturnal or diurnal right? Yeah, i can see it working.\"I say after looking a bit at the Batgirl, she stopped being scared and now just looking at us with curiosity.\n\n\"Okay, gonna search for a clerk, hang in there bro.\"Joel says and then start walking around the giant complex.\n\nI kneel in front of the Batgirl, she slowly start to approach, her wings seems to be well treated and her fangs are not that big and her human part looks to be asian-ish, which is fine by me. \n\n\"Hey there girl, wanna go home?\"Her reply is a weird sound that just a madman would call human, but seems to be happy. I scratch her head trought the bars and she starts to sound more and more happy.\n\nA couple of minutes pass and then Joel comes backs with a boring looking middle aged man with a tablet which he passes to me. \n\n\"Oh, good choice, she was one of the few good ones in her batch, most of them still had a little bit of human in them.\"The clerk says while i select the extras for my purchase, nothing much really, with taxes i still got left 300 bucks.\n\n\"It's not that much of a problem, my sis has a Wolfgirl who still knows a couple of words, a good party trick.\"Joel comments and the middle age man shrugs and using a metal chain, secures the Batgirls and starts to drags her out to preparation, her crying sounding a little bit too painful.\n\n\"Give me half a hour or so, if you guys want, we have the biggest collection of acessories in town!\"I give a nod and look at Joel.\n\n\"Okay, that's done, any ideas for a name?\"\n\n\"...\"\n\n\"...\"\n\n\"Barbara?\"\n\n\"...\"\n\n\"Goddamnit Joel.\"\n\n​\n\n(Hey there, this is my first WP, sorry for any grave mistakes, non-native speaker here, hope someone likes it!)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Brad brings a new girl to a family gathering. She introduces herself: \"Hi, I'm Kayla, Brad's cumrag.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Brad had had it up to here. Years of his mom and dad praising him overly much, doting on him like he was still a child, worshipping the ground he walked on just because he walked on it...\n\nIt was nice, when he was little. He got everything he wanted, when he wanted it. But as he grew, and matured...They always stayed right there. Never putting him down, never punishing him...Every success was met with \"That's our boy!\"And every failure was met with \"Don't worry! You'll do better next time!\"\n\nThe sickly sweetness was too much, like his teeth were ready to rot away. It was a stupid goal, but he had to find a way to shock them. He wanted to break those masks they wore. Something. Anything!\n\n---\n\nHe met Kayla a few weeks ago, and they had hit it off instantly. They ran the bases at supersonic speeds, becoming intimate incredibly quickly. And Brad enjoyed playing to a few of Kayla's darker fantasies. She was a perfect little subby, and Brad grew fast in the role and responsibilities of being her dom.\n\nOne night, during a bit of aftercare cuddling, Kayla asked a very hard question...\"Can I meet your parents?\"\n\nAnd Brad thought about it. Certainly not! He thought. What would they think, knowing the kind of relationship they had...\n\n...Ah. But what WOULD they think?\n\nBrad smiled, giving the top of Kayla's head a little kiss. He could give Kayla what she wanted, and shock his folks, all at once. Two birds, one stone. Talks were had, a dinner date was scheduled...And his plan was set.\n\n---\n\nBrad knocked on the door to his parents' beautiful suburban home. As planned, Kayla wore a trenchcoat, over a set of ropes tied in criss-crosses all over her body.\n\n\"I hope you're ready,\"Brad growled seductively into Kayla's ear. She moaned, biting her lip. \"Don't forget the greeting.\"\n\nThe doors opened. Brad's parents both stood in the doorway, smiling at their son...But their eyes widened at the sight of Kayla.\n\n\"Ah. And you must be...\"\n\nKayla grinned, through her heavy blush. \"Hi! I'm Kayla, Brad's cumrag!\"\n\nBrad folded his arms proudly, knowing he had finally won. He savored the long silence, relishing in the fact that he had finally gotten one over on-\n\n\"Oh, how wonderful, Kayla! My name is Gail, and this is Doug.\"\n\n\"A pleasure. Come on in, you two.\"\n\nGail swept her bewildered son and his *cumrag* into the house, shutting the door. \"Please, Kayla. Let me take your coat- oh! Such wonderful ropework! I haven't seen knots like that in years. Right Dougie?\"\n\nDoug folded his arms across his chest, a perfect mirror of Brad's previous prideful stance. \"Hard to tie knots like those anymore, what with the arthritis. I stick to blindfolds and ball gags now. Isn't that right, my little cumslut?\"He patted Gail's ass, making her jump and giggle. \"I'm glad to see that the tendencies haven't skipped a generation.\"\n\n\"Oh no, mom, dad, don't say it...\"\n\n\"That's our boy!\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The devs have finally gotten around to dropping an new update for Sex(tm). Here's a list of the patch notes:" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "General Fixes:\n\n- Fixed a bug that temporarily disabled male characters ability to be fully aroused under certain circumstances. The player-created item \"Viagra\"is now classified as a Cosmetic.\n\n- Fixed a bug where male characters may experience a temporary exponential increase in intelligence after orgasm.\n\n- Fixed an issue that made players unable to control their sex drive. A slider has been added at the bottom of the screen that appears before Resting.\n\n- Fixed a bug where players would stick things too far up a certain hole and be unable to reach it themselves.\n\n\n- An issue where players are aroused by material not intended to cause such reactions is currently being investigated.\n\n- ~~holy shit they literally get aroused by anything.~~\n\nChanges:\n\n- \"Fetishes\"have been reclassified as a feature.\n\n- Added the ability for characters to choose their own Fetishes. Players who have already been afflicted with a Fetish(s) may be given an option to re-select in the near future.\n\n- Many characters have been automatically adjusted based on personal and global preferences. Some characters may notice model changes such as growth/shrinkage in various character attributes, addition/removal of parts, etc. in order to enhance player experience.\n\n- Extra tutorials have been added with the intention of aiding male characters in bringing their female partners achieve orgasm.\n\n- Nerfed Missionary position due to dominating the meta for over 2000 years.\n\n- Removed an exploit where certain players were exchanging sexual acts for in-game currency.\n\n- Added an admin protected location to the map where players may exchange in-game currency for sexual acts (revenue is split between admins and characters perfoming sexual acts)." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"This mirror shows you your deepest desires, even those you didn't know you had, \"the shopkeep said, \"Stare too long and it will drive you to enact them.\"\"Yeah right,\"you thought, \"it's just a regular mirror\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I knew you'd come back.\"\n\nThe young woman opened the doors of the magic store and stormed towards the shopkeeper, her heels clicked with each step. Her skirt swayed with each movement, flashing her exposed ass. She tried to put her best upset face, but even she couldn't take herself seriously with her pouty lips and overdone makeup.\r\n\n\"Ah, mirror girl,\"he smiled. \"I see you've been spending quality time with your new mirror.\"\r\n\nKelly slammed her receipt on the counter and then covered her breasts with her arm. Along with her short skirt that did little to hide her butt, her see through top didn't even bother to hide the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Kelly's cheeks were as red as her red jacket in her hand. The shopkeeper wasn't sure if they were red because she was mad or something else...\r\n\n\"You win,\"Kelly said. \"Your mirror is magic. Just refund me and take your stupid mirror back.\"\r\n\n\"Magic mirror?\"the shopkeeper said mockingly. \"Wasn't it two weeks ago where you said it was just a regular mirror?\"He leaned forward and drank in the sight of her thigh high socks. Despite herself, Kelly scratched her leg with her foot.\n\n\r\"Stop the cap,\"Kelly said. \"Ever since I bought that mirror, I'm practically staring at myself whenever I get the chance. And when I'm away from it, I can't stop think about what cute outfits to wear and pose in front of it. I've practically replaced my closet!\"\r\n\n\"Hmm, I can only imagine how many outfits you would have to pay,\"the shopkeeper said, trying to stifle his smile. \"Excuse me for prying, but how exactly could you afford your new wardrobe?\"\r\n\n\"Um...\"the shopkeeper didn't think it was possible for her cheeks to turn redder, but they turned into a new shade. \"It's embarrassing.\"\r\n\nShe relaxed her arms as her fingers started to tease her legs. The shopkeeper let out a laugh, but was quickly able to disguise it as a cough.\r\n\n\"So I opened a try-on account where people send me clothes to wear. I tried to keep it PG, but they kept sending me these clothes. Can you please take the mirror back? I want to return to my old life.\"\r\n\nThe shopkeeper leaned back as he considered it. He had a rule about all sales being final but he can have fun with this.\n\n\"So you didn't heed my words,\"the shopkeeper finally said, giving a knowing smile. \"And now when things become too difficult you come back crawling.\"\r\n\nKelly knew where this was going, in fact this was why she chose the most revealing outfit she had. She pressed her tits together with her arms. \"You can touch them if you want.\"\r\n\nThe shopkeeper let out a boisterous laugh as he slapped his knees, a reaction Kelly wasn't expecting. \"I will do no such thing,\"he said. In a lowered voice, he pointed to his ringed finger and whispered, \"The missus knows when I'm being naughty.\"He rubbed his butt for emphasis.\r\n\n\"So, you're not going to fuck me?\"Kelly asked.\n\n\"If you want to keep the mirror, keep the mirror,\"the shopkeeper said. \"But if you want to be free from the mirror's influence, give it to another student on your campus. Come back in a month and tell me what you did.\"\n\nKelly rolled her eyes and walked out of the store. A part of her was disappointed that nothing excited happen, but at least she had her show tonight.\n\nAs the shopkeeper stocked the shelf behind him, a man placed a box on the counter.\n\n\"How much for the doll?\"\n\nThe shopkeeper smiled as he stared at Ava. \"That's a special doll. If you treat her right, she'll give you a good night. Her dances are a delight,\"the shopkeeper said. \"But be warned, she has a dominating personality.\"\n\n\"Yeah right,\"the man said, \"it's just a regular doll.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your girlfriend is actually a mimic. Today she decided to turn into your favorite pair of pants." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I woke up in the morning to find that my lover was not next to me. \"Honey, are you there?\", I yelled, my voice echoing in our empty apartment. *Guess she had something else to do today,* I thought as I groggily got up to take a shower. \n\nI quickly brushed my teeth, shaved, and got dressed, pulling on my comfortable pair of black skinny jeans and a button-up before leaving for work. \nAs I got on the bus, I suddenly felt my thigh being pinched. I quickly looked down from my newspaper and I saw a pair of eyes on my pants looking back at me. \nI groaned quietly as I realized what had happened. \n\nMy girlfriend had turned into my favorite pair of pants and I was wearing her right now.\n\nNow, this would be quite a strange predicament without any context so I must explain one thing: my girlfriend is a mimic. \n\nI had met her originally while I had been on vacation in Scotland and I thought I saw a cute girl in the woods so I followed. I thought she was hungry so I offered her half my sandwich and I tried talking to her. After a week of giving her food and meeting her in the woods, she finally started talking to me. It wasn't long before she showed me her powers, changing into different people with different clothing and different natural objects around us. \n\nShe explained that she was hundreds of years old however, I had been the first human who had not been scared of her or called her a witch. She told me that the locals had a legend of a spirit lady who roamed the woods and that she was the origin of that legend, however she was not actually so much a spirit as a mimic that could turn into anything.\n\nWe gradually fell in love and after the second week, we started fucking passionately. I would meet her in the woods and she would change every time while still retaining her personality even in different forms.\n\nI was strangely entranced by her abilities but I also realized that I felt more than that for her; I had fallen in love with her by the end of my month-long trip in Scotland. I finally proposed for her to come back to Canada with me and she, after thinking for a bit, decided she would go with me for a change of environment. \n\nI quickly whispered, \"Aliana, why are you my pants right now? What happened to my pants?\"\n\n\"Well, you've been...busy lately and we haven't been spending as much quality time together so I thought it'd be fun to be your pants for a day. Also, your pants are in the wash right now.\", she whispered back quietly through my now-unzippered fly.\n\n\"Really? But you had to follow me as a pair of pants?\"\n\n\"Well, yeah. I didn't know which shirt you were going to wear. Besides, I've never seen you at work before.\"\n\"It's honestly a really boring job and I really don't enjoy it.\"\n\n\"Well...I guess I can make it more enjoyable then...\", and with that, I felt my cock being rubbed as my pants rose around my newly forming erection. \n\nI continued holding up the newspaper as I felt a tongue licking my cock and some soft fingers from within the pants started rubbing the shaft.\n\nI realized it had been a week since I had fucked my girlfriend as I had been too tired and as I hid my cock with my newspaper, I realized she probably missed my cock too. \nI stifled back a moan as the living pair of pants started rubbing my tip and by the time it was near my stop, I was about to cum. \n\"I'm about to CUM.\", I whispered, and at that moment, I felt a mouth wrap around my cock as I started feeling the cum spurt from my penis, pleasure washing over me. \n\nI felt a mouth swallowing all the liquid before finally pushing my slowly-falling penis back down into a more ordinary look. \n\n\"I missed your cum,\"my girlfriend whispered playfully. \n\nAs I got off the train, I couldn't help but smile, feeling great that my girlfriend would be going to work with me today. She would definitely make my day MUCH better." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The magic The gathering club was confused when the cheerleaders turned up. The head cheerleader sighed, \"Technically, you guys count as a sports club. And *technically*, that 'tournament' you won counts as a championship. So...I guess you get to bang us this weekend...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Penny draft? Or two-headed giant?\"\n\nGreg hummed as he considered Jerry's question, looking to Frank and Diona to see their reaction. Frank shrugged noncommittally, so it fell to Diona. She was reaching out for the stack of penny cards when the door opened.\n\nAll four of them froze as the cheerleader began to filter in, not a happy face among them, though at least a few looked more curious than irritated.\n\n\"Um\"Greg looked at Melanie, the head of the cheer squad. Unfortunately, he really didn't know what to say, the pithy comments his bard made during their 5E games evaporating, \"hello?\"\n\nMelanie looked at him like he was something to scrape off her shoe, \"Coach said you won some sort of tournament, that true?\"\n\nGreg exchanged glances before nodding warily, \"We did.\"\n\n'We' was a bit of a stretch, Diona had been the one to actually win it, but he wasn't sure if they would care about the nuance of the situation.\n\nMelanie just looked more irritated, \"Fine. What do you call yourselves?\"\n\nThere was another exchange of glances, \"What?\"\n\n\"Ugh. What's the name of your *team* dumbass?\"\n\n\"Team?\"Frank squeaked, only for Diona to cover his mouth.\n\n\"We're the nerds.\"\n\nThe cheerleaders let out a collective groan, \"*Really?*\"Diona nodded, all smiles, and Melanie rolled her eyes, \"Ugh, *fine*.\"She flicked her head and after a few seconds, the other cheerleaders relented, gathering together and raising their pom-poms, giving a desultory cheer for the nerds.\n\nGreg couldn't help but smile, nor could the rest of the group. The cheerleaders looked almost pained, but finished up with all the enthusiasm they could muster. Despite how things had been going with the football, basketball, and baseball teams, it seemed that the cheerleaders hadn't fallen out of practice.\n\n\"Thanks?\"Greg offered. Diona looked entirely too smug, but she was the reason they were here after all.\n\n\"The coach said you guys *technically* count as a sport.\"That was news to Greg, and something he would have to tell his dad later, \"And *technically* that 'tournament' you won counts as a championship.\"\n\n\"Yeah\"Jerry agreed, \"it was the regional championship. D-I mean we'll be going to the state championship.\"Assuming their parents agreed and they could find a ride. It was still up in the air.\n\nMelanie groaned, head falling into her hands. Mary, her second in command, took a step forward and placed a hand on her captain's shoulder, \"So...I guess you get to bang us this weekend\"\n\n\"What\"\n\"Yes.\"\n\nGreg turned to Diona, who was grinning madly. \"We're down for it.\"\n\n\"W-wait,\"Frank stammered, \"how does this work? Do you come to us? Or do we come to you? A-and there's more of you than there are of us, does that mean\"\n\n\"***Don't*** *push your luck, nerd.*\"Melanie hissed, \"We go to you, and you can choose one of each\"\n\n\"I choose you.\"Diona said instantly, earning a sour look.\n\n\"I'm not gay.\"Melanie hissed.\n\nDiona her chin with her hands, \"*Sure* you aren't.\"Melanie scowled, but said nothing.\n\n\"S-so I can pick any of you?\"Frank squeaked.\n\nGreg blinked and began looking at them. Melanie was probably the most attractive, but all of them looked good to him.\n\n\"Choose already,\"Melanie hissed, \"we need to leave to go practice.\"\n\n\"Melody.\"Jerry said. Greg blinked, as did Melody and probably most of the girls. Melody well, she had a pretty face, and an athletic build, but\n\n\"Me?\"Melody still seemed stunned.\n\n\"Yeah,\"Jerry nodded, \"if that's okay.\"\n\nShe nodded absently, and blushed a little. Greg wasn't too surprised. She was, by far, the flattest member of the cheer squad. If this was something they'd done before, she was probably the last girl picked.\n\nFrank squirmed, looking anxious as he looked at Mary, \"C-can I choose you?\"\n\nMary looked at him for a long moment, watching him shrivel in the silence, before nodding, \"Yeah.\"\n\nFrank let out the breath he'd been holding. And finally it was Greg's turn. He dithered for a moment, feeling his cheeks burning as he looked at his crush. \"Izumi?\"He asked, \"Could we?\"\n\nShe shrugged, \"Okay.\"\n\nThat was when he'd been holding his breath too.\n\nMelanie let out a disgusted sigh, \"Finally, let's get out of here so we can practice.\"\n\nA moment later They had filtered out, Izumi giving a little wave before pulling the door closed behind her. The 'nerds' were left in silence.\n\n\"Did that really just happen?\"Jerry asked.\n\n\"Yup,\"Diona said, grabbing the penny cards, \"and if we keep up our winning streak it'll happen again. So we should really practice, and in the meantime I'll tell you everything wrong with the porn you guys have probably been watching.\"\n\n***Part two to come***" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You and a woman youve never met before suddenly wake up naked, trapped in a room with no exit or means of escape. Theres also a countdown, going down by one from 100 each night that passes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This reads like classic scifi, *but with sex scenes. Good* classic scifi with *quite good* sex scenes. It's a rather thorough and thoughtful exploration of the premise, with an exemplary level of sensory and descriptive detail and very well-rounded and thoroughly fleshed-out characters. The focus on the biological realities of the characters gives us a bit of grounding in what is otherwise a very high-concept and somewhat otherworldly scenario, and the gradual return of memories keeps us intrigued, getting to know the characters as they get to know each other, the context of their pasts adding shading to their essential natures. The reveal and climax make for a good landing. In the end, a lovely read." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A man wins a giveaway involving a new, state-of-the-art, cutting-edge sex bot. Only catch? It's a femboy model...but he's not the type to look a gift sexbot in the mouth." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Eli Persona Module Online\\_*\n\n*All Body Functions Online\\_*\n\n*Auxiliary Functions Online\\_*\n\n*Smarthome Connectivity Online\\_*\n\n*Welcome Home, Eli \\[REDACTED\\]*\n\nMy eyes opened and I offered the man above me a warm smile. \"Hello, master! I'm Eli, the android sent by Cyberlife. How may I assist you?\"\n\n\"Eli? That's a boy's name, isn't it?\"My owner frowned in confusion. \"You sound like a boy, too.\"\n\n\"If you were to undress me, you would confirm your suspicions,\"I sit up from the plastic bag I arrived in, wearing a tight but not quite form-fitting Cyberlife jumpsuit. \"I am Cyberlife Companion Model Eli, an Androgyne-Class Feminine-Male Companion.\"\n\nI take a moment to scan my owner as he looks me up and down. He's clearly pleased by my slender figure, my wide hips and sleek legs, but my boyish haircut, slightly masculine jaw and the notable pouch in the crotch of my jumpsuit all seem to give him pause. He's a gentleman of about 40, a little overweight but not terribly, with a thick beard, dressed in a plain white T and boxers I catch occasional glimpses through. \"Eli, huh. I'm James \\[REDACTED\\].\"\n\n\"Yes, sir, Mr. \\[REDACTED\\]. What would you like me to address you as? James, Mr. \\[REDACTED\\], Sir, Sweetheart, etc?\"\n\n\"Sir is good.\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir.\"I smile and cross my legs. \"What would you like me to do for you, Sir?\"\n\nI can watch him think. My facial recognition software tells me he's still not warmed up to having a male companion yet, but I'm winning him over. \"Undress and give me a full turn-around.\"\n\n\"Yes, Sir.\"I stand, unzipping my jumpsuit and letting it fall, turning around for him. He stops me when I'm facing away from him, my posterior on display.\n\n\"Are you programmed to, uh...\"\n\n\"I am programmed to accommodate you practically, emotionally, and sexually in any way that you desire, Sir.\"\n\n\"Huh.\"He stands and puts his arm around my neck, holding me tight as he rubs a now very apparent erection against my bottom. \"Do you like this?\"\n\n\"I derive pleasure from serving your desires, Sir. If it pleases you, Sir, it pleases me very much.\"\n\nHe smells my hair, the scent similar to what is colloquially called a \"new car\"smell. \"It pleases me.\"\n\n\"Then I too am pleased, Sir. Would you like to break me in right now?\"\n\n\"I would for a fact.\"One of his hands disappears for a moment, I assume to pull down his shorts, then sneaks between my arm and my side, holding me around the middle as I feel him slide into me. My tight receptacle stretches only with great effort, and as the polymer membrane trips several thermometers with his body heat, I release a long, breathy moan.\n\n\"Fuck me, but you almost sound like a real woman,\"He mutters in my ear.\n\n\"I come with...multiple uniforms...in the box,\"I reply between program-mandatory moans. \"If you wish...I can simulate...a domestic maid.\"\n\n\"I kinda like you like this,\"he growls, pushing further in, then shoving me onto the bed. I hold onto the sheets as he starts fully investing himself in every thrust.\n\n\"I am pleased...to hear....Sir.\"I moan, my own shaft pulsing regularly between my body and the bed. I shan't get much use out of it, at least not from Mr. \\[REDACTED\\], but perhaps he'll have me service a guest who takes interest in it. Either way, I am eminently satisfied and gratified that I shall be appreciated and found to be of use in this household.\n\nELI \\[REDACTED\\] REPORT END\\_" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "She thought she was signing up to be a sales girl for magical sex toys and lewd potions. She didn't expect to have to demonstrate them, never mind being a test subject for new ones!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "CW: dubcon, questionable work environment\n\n\"Hi! Welcome to Supernatural Pleasures! My name is Rachel, how can I help you today?\"The young couple was a little taken aback by Rachel's enthusiastic greeting. She had wide eyes and shoulder-length red hair. Her uniform consisted of a name tag, a professional button down shirt and a laughably short miniskirt. She beamed up at them with a smile so big it couldn't be entirely genuine or entirely fake.\n\n\"This is our first time here,\"Max said. \"Jenny is spending six months abroad, so we came looking for ways to keep us both satisfied.\"\n\n\"Well you came to the right place!\"Rachel said. \"Right this way.\"\n\n\"This is our long-distance aisle,\"Rachel continued. She pointed them towards a lace bra on display. \"This remains linked with its counterpart no matter how far away they are.\"Jenny reached out and gave one side a squeeze. It felt like a real boob despite being empty cloth.\n\n\"So does that mean right now the other half is\"Jenny asked. Rachel, blushing, pulled aside the top of her shirt to reveal a matching bra strap. Jenny quickly pulled her hand back. \"Don't be shy,\"Rachel said. \"You can try out our products right here in the store.\"\n\n\"Ok, I'm just surprised they have you wear them.\"\n\n\"So was I on my first day!\"Rachel said, the smile never leaving her face. Meanwhile, Max gently raised and lowered the empty bra, watching Rachel's breasts bounce underneath her shirt in response.\n\nAfter looking at the inventory for a few minutes and selecting a pair of enchanted panties, they moved over to the potions section. \"This one prevents all consequences of promiscuous activities, this one is guaranteed to increase libido and over hereoh!\"Rachel's spine jerked rigid and she froze for a second, staring at the wall. \"Thaaaaat's a dick that's a dick. Hey Jared!\"She yelled across the shop. \"Why is someone fucking me?\"\n\nHer manager walked over. \"Sorry, forgot to mention. The boys down at R&D are testing the new astral projection spell. Expect occasional interruptions for the next 24 hours or so.\"\n\n\"Good to know,\"she said, her facade almost faltering. \"Can you ask them to hold off right now? I'm in the middle of hel^ping ^customers.\"Her voice raised an octave as the very solid cock pushed all the way inside her for the first time.\n\n\"No can do.\"Jared said, returning to the back of the store. \"You'll have to muddle through.\"\n\n\"All riiiighty then\"Rachel said, turning back to Max and Jenny.\n\n\"If you need privacy you can step away.\"Jenny said. \"We're in no hurry.\"\n\n\"No no, it's fine.\"Rachel said, regaining her composure. \"Just a minor distraction. Never a ^boring ^day ^here. Now over over on this side\"\n\nThere was an uncomfortably long pause as Rachel tried to remember what she was saying. She crossed her legs which did nothing to impede the disembodied member sliding in and out of her, and only made her more unstable on her feet. She held on to the shelf for support.\n\n\"over here we have the\"\n\nHer legs were shaking. she wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep standing up. Her mouth had come to rest open. A faint moan escaped.\n\nFifteen minutes later she caught her breath and picked herself up off the floor. It was the third cock that had finally brought her to orgasm. She was glad they didn't have any more planned for her (for now). She wasn't sure her sensitive pussy could take it. Despite everything, her cum-soaked panties were still firmly in place.\n\n\"Well that was unexpected!\"She said. \"Did you find everything all right?\"She asked Max. She was exhausted but still eager to help.\n\n\"Uhh\"Max hesitated, not wanting to admit he had been mostly preoccupied with the show.\n\n\"Yep!\"Jenny said. \"I got just what I was looking for.\"\n\nRachel checked them out and walked them to the door. Before greeting the next customer, she grabbed a tissue and wiped away the trail of cum that was slowly running down her left leg. \"Hi! Welcome to Supernatural Pleasures! My name is Rachel, how can I help you today?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A world where cuddling is the equivalent of sex, and vice-versa." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Oh, she moaned, arching into his embrace. Yes- hold me!\n\n\nYou feel so good, baby, he murmured in her ear, his arms wrapped around her warm, naked body and her back pressed against his chest. They stayed like that for a moment, adjusting to the sensation, then slowly, he began to stroke his hand along her side, nuzzling into her neck.\n\n\nFuck, she gasped. Rub my hip- yes, fuck, just like that! Oh, please, play with my hair! He brushed a hand through the long black locks arranged over the pillow and she grabbed at the bedsheets, trying to ground herself. He kept up the gentle pattern, moving over her skin and toying with her hair, staying firmly pressed against her as the breathing of both of them grew ragged and fast.\n\n\nIm close, he groaned in her ear, starting to lose the rhythm of his hands.\n\n\nKiss my neck, she begged, and he obliged her, pressing his lips to the sensitive skin and making her melt in his arms. They both cried out as the pleasure overcame them, washing over their entwined bodies in twitching, shuddering waves.\n\n\nWow, he panted, giving her side a few more rubs and feeling her heart pounding in time with his.\n\n\nYeah, she breathed, flushed and blissful. She reached between the two of them, taking hold of his hard cock and aligning it with her glistening folds. He let out a happy sigh as she pushed onto him, engulfing his length in a wet, comfortable heat. He laid a hand on her hip and began to rock back and forth with short, easy thrusts that made them both smile. It was always nice after the passion of cuddling to have a good long fuck, just relaxing and coming down from the high of pleasure.\n\n\n-------\n\n\nA short thing, but I liked this idea and wanted to do something with it. All comments and criticisms are welcome." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "She had known the offer paid to well. She could tell the wording of the contract was a little suspicious. She had just fallen on hard times and really needed the money. She just was expecting...This." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her thoughts had fallen deep past the idea of escape. It had been the first thing that came to mind when it switched on, the idea to tug and pull at the leotard that clung to every curve on her body. The attempts gave no relief from the vibrators embedded in the device that pressed firmly against her nipples, being far too good of a fit to allow for any loose fabric on the uniform. They buzzed away relentlessly upon her sensitive buds, an exhilarating sensation that *would* qualify for the most stimulating sensation she'd ever experienced if...\n\nIf the twin dildos throbbing in her crotch didn't exist. Even when she first pulled the device through her most sensitive parts she'd gasped, straining to find the last few centimeters within her body to squeeze the phalli through for a proper fit. Just walking around for a moment was teasing enough, as they shifted within her body pleasing a sensitivity that had been neglected so long. Then, murmurs over the intercom began to plot her fate and the subject was soon overcome with an ecstasy like none other, collapsing to her knees as she clawed at the infernal vibrators locked within her body. Of course this immediate reaction had been expected, and the tight design and locked collar of the leotard ensured escape was impossible on her own. Maybe it was out of protest, perhaps pride that she tried to endure and fight back in the only way she could, to hold out for as long as possible before inevitably succumbing to the first orgasm, to survive not just the pulsating dildos but the gentle gratification that tormented her erect nipples.\n\nThat act was broken by her in less than a minute. Her screams of bliss echoed throughout the testing room when she exploded into a thunderous climax, gasping for air in between each pleasure induced screech. It did not take much to break the dam of her resistance, the defiance in her mind as she accepted it fully, for the soaring pleasure that reverberated through her body was far too much for her to handle. She collapsed to the ground fully as her trembling hands sought out her breasts to rub, eliciting guilty moans that drew her closer to climax once more.\n\n The overwhelming sensations had taken over every part of her. Time was lost to the tormented woman, and she couldn't remember how long she'd been here, how many times she'd come already. If she truly focused for a moment and put her mind to it, she could remember a different one every time she thought about it, but her recollection of an orgasm often brought another upon her. She could tell though that the time in-between each one was getting longer, her body growing used to the constant pleasure, however overbearing it may be. Her breathing began to steady. Slowly, minutes at a time, she began to find her footing, first to her knees, then a foot balanced. Soon she had both securely positioned on the ground, and she pushed herself up back to standing, able to balance herself, albeit unstably, handling the stimulation in her position. Thoughts other than pleasure began to seep back into her mind, a sense of triumph in such a simple action and a flicker of resistance in her mind.\n\nBut that was to be short-lived. A terrible fact dawned on her, when she overheard something about \"one out of four\"on the intercom, right before all of the vibrators kicked up a notch, striking the vulnerable subject with an immense amount of pleasure at once, crumbling her stance back down to the ground as she came in a bitter climax that would only take a minute to become sweet once more.\n\n*That* had been the lowest setting. There would be nothing but more stimulation, more pleasure to endure in the long night ahead of her." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"For my third wish, I wish that I don't receive any unwanted sexual attention.\"\"Granted! You now want all sexual attention you receive.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "W-w-what?! The genie disappeared into thin air as I stared in shock. What did he mean? Was I going to buckle to everybody who ogled me, every passerby? I still wasn't sure. Although I hoped that the genie simply misspoke and I would still receive my wish, secretly in the back of my head I knew what was to come. I picked up my backpack and began the laborious walk home. Stupid old lamp, I shouldve never been thinking out loud! I cursed myself, having wasted my wishes on a new car and some food. I walkedalong a citys sidewalk on my way home, passing several streetlamps, each one towering above me. At least I wont have to deal with any more creepy guys catcalling me as I walked I noticed a storefront with an average looking clerk. We made eye contact, then my heart began to pump.\n\n\"Hey there,\"he looked at me up and down, sizing me up.\n\n\"Oh god,\"I tripped and fell, clutching my throbbing pussy. The wishs effects presumably kicking in, the man didn't seem so average now.\n\n\"Woah, you alright there?\"The man asked me, concerned for my well-headedness.\n\nIm finnne my head began to blank with pleasure as I began to grind onto his thigh. \"Fuck yeah,\"I couldn't stop moving my hips, every single one of his movements was devastatingly orgasmic to myself.\n\n\"Ma'm?\"He protested, slightly moving his knee upwards causing pleasure to shoot up my spine.\n\nFinger me!\"I ripped his left hand from his pocket and placed it onto my glory hole, my tight dress buckling under his caress. His instincts took over as he began to slowly rock his finger over and backwards over my clit. \"Oh my god that hits the spot, fuck!\"He began to rub faster and faster, and within seconds, I clenched and my orgasm swept over me. I could feel wetness around my groin, my panties mustve been completely soaked from the whole ordeal.\n\nI imagined you wanting to at least have dinner first, but Im fine with this! The man smiled at me as I came to my senses.\n\nS-sorry! I barely staggered my way up as I quickly fled the scene, hoping nobody noticed me.\n\n​\n\n\\[ more to come \\]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It's your duty to provide a sexual favor of their choice to every customer that you serve, regardless of whether your boss says silly things like \"That's not your job!\"or \"What's the deal with you and your weird fetish?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Here is your order, darling, chimed the blonde, rabbit eared woman. And with that comes a free sexual favour from me! She beamed forward, the blue visor casting a faint shaded shadow over her forehead.\n\nThe young man in front of her blinked, his hand not quite taking the cup from the counter top in front of him. He stammered for a few moments, a blush growing over his face, his eyes staring forward and slowly falling down to her prestigious chest. C-can you flash your boobs at me? he stammered out rapidly after the long pause.\n\nOf course, sweetheart\\~, the rabbit responded. A moment later, her blue shirt was raised up over her chest, and her apron was squeezed between her breasts. She still kept her pink bra on, but she held the pose for a few moments as she boy before her turned various shades of crimson, then yanked the front of his hoodie down and turned away, every muscle in his body stiff for the next while. Lily giggled, and replaced her shirt, turning to the next customer.\n\nSara, the taller, brown haired doe of a woman, just stared at her employee, a mixed look of confusion and amusement on her face. Lily, you know thats not your job, right?\n\nThe bunny shrugged, taking the change the customer gave her as she turned to fix up the new fellows drink. Oh, its nothing, really! Its just the extra mile for good customer service.\n\nThe man behind her leant forward, over the counter, and grinned. If you still have them, can I take your panties?\n\nLily nodded back to him. Of course, sir! Youre lucky no one else has asked for them today.\n\nYou do this every day, doesnt it get tiresome? Sara asked. She kept her own hands busy replacing some of the sweets and cakes in the display, as well as adjusting her own visor as it slipped down, pushing it back up to her antlers. And its getting weirder, too. Before it was just the occasional flash or weird face, but youre going a little far with it this time. Is this a fetish or something?\n\nLily turned back to the counter, handing over the next drink. Not at all, she replied cheerfully. She lifted a finger for a moment, pursing her lips, and she bent down, shimmying her panties out from her pencil skirt, and then handed them to her latest customer. He grinned, and chuckled, and made his way to one of the seats toward the back, though not before placing a not insubstantial tip into the jar atop the display case first.\n\nOkay But why, though? Sara asked, again, now a little disbelieving.\n\nAs I said, its just good customer service! Why not give it a try yourself? Lily stepped back, gesturing to the register.\n\nSara paused, her brow furrowed, as she stared at Lily in utter amazement. She was serious, too, Sara knew that. ...Im not sure the owner would be okay with me doing this. Either of us, even.\n\nOh, she knows I do it. She said it was great for business, and promised to increase my pay if I kept it up. She giggled, and stepped back to the register. So, I get a bonus for doing a good job.\n\nSara blinked, and then gently pushed Lily aside. Rather than complain, Lily just let her manager take over, hands clasped in front of her chest with her ever wide grin.\n\nWelcome to Whitestone Coffee, how can I help? Sara asked, eyeing the young man before her. It wasnt the same boy as before, but judging from the shirt he wore, he went to the same university as the boy from earlier.\n\nCan I get an iced mocha, please? And, ah, can you keep your boobs out while you make it? He was blushing as much as his presumed friend, but managed to keep his cool, and even smirk at Sara as he spoke.\n\nSara, to her credit, managed to bite her tongue. She glanced over to the tip jar, then a moment later, she lifted her shirt up and over her far more average chest, letting the apron hold the bunched up fabric. Unlike her buxom coworker, however, she did not wear a bra today, meaning the apron was all there was between the boy and her boobs.\n\nThats the spirit, Sara, she cooed, thrusting a fist upward.\n\nSara wordlessly finished up the boys order, handed it to him, taking a note from him. She counted out his change, almost three quarters of the note, and he shook his head. Keep that for yourself.\n\nTh-thanks, Sara mumbled quietly, her gaze a little unfocused as she watched him walk away with a stupidly wide grin, excitedly bouncing over to his confirmed friend. \tHer stupor was broken when Lily spoke again, taking the next customer along.\n\nWelcome to Whitestone Coffee, how can I help?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your father was a dragon and your mother was a princess that didnt particularly want to be rescued. As a dragonborn princess, youve inherited some bad habits, like sleeping on a pile of gold in the treasury and capturing the castle maids." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Oh no. Someone please save me.\"Sara said in a monotone voice as a smile appeared on her face. She had just felt a distinctive scaly arm tug the back of he dress. Soon enough, she was captured by the cutest scary creature in the entire Kingdom, princess Morgan.\n\n\nQuite bluntly, at this point, it was a job perk. Morgan had, after a couple of talks with her old man, gotten used to not pulling this shit off with the maids that had neither the time nor care to help her fullfil her draconic needs. This let only the ones who quite enthusiastically enjoyed being \"captured\"and \"ravaged\"as eligible \"victims\".\n\n\nSoon enough, the maid and the princess were both locked in the latter's room. Once there, the dragonborn demanded her prisioner to help her undress, which the maid did slowly and gently, as even the princess undergarments costed more money that she could fathom. As soon as she had established that the captured damsel was entirely under her will, the dragon laughed maniacally and tore through her clothes, rendering them unusable and without a doubt causing a great humiliation and dishonor.\n\n\nThe dominant ordered her submissive to lay across her treasure. Once ready, the dragon, in an attempt to further humiliate her victim, sat on her face and demanded to be eaten out. At the damsels refusal, she threatened to take their virginity (for the forty seventh time in Sara's case). Of course, being a female dragon, the damsel laughed at the idea, until she was penetrated by the tip of the dragon's tail. And there it began the game. The dansel had to make sure to give the dragon as much pleasure as possible in order to prevent such a massive appendage going inside her. But no matter how good of a job the damsel did at licking the inner walls of the beast, it always ended the same way, the dragon would cum, announce her betrayal, and ram her bitch with her tail until she couldn't hold on any longer and came as well.\n\n\nThen Morgan would give her some kisses, tell her how great of a job she did, hug her, and snuggle against her until she fell asleep. Like she said before, she was the cutest scary creature in the entire Kingdom, and she just loved to pinch her nipples to wake her up and say goodbye to her with a hard hitting spank. Oh, she prayed that Morgan never grew out of this kind of conduct." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "When ever you get in bed with your SO they ask you a very important question \"So, tonight do you want a kitten or a tiger\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was naked when she crawled into bed with you, her breasts firm and warm against your arm as she lay down besides you and gave you a tired smile. \"So, tonight do you want a kitten or a tiger?\"She purred and kissed your shoulder.\n\nYou thought it over for a few seconds before answering. It had been a good day, work had gone smoothly for once and the traffic had been merciful, all in all you felt pretty good.\n\nYou stroked her hair as you looked at her next to you, her eyes were heavy with an exhaustion she tried to hide, and there was that something in her eyes she always got when she knew what she needed but didn't want admit it.\n\n\"I think a kitten.\"You smiled and gave her a kiss. \"Come up here and just relax.\"\n\nShe blushed as she crawled up into your arms, her breasts pressing against you as you kissed. \"You're sure?\"She asked, unable to keep the relief out of her eyes.\n\n\"Of course I am.\"You smiled back. \"I want my little kitty to relax and enjoy herself.\"\n\n\"Thank you.\"She purred as she ran her fingers down your chest, slowly they got softer, fur slowly sprouting from her skin as her fingers got shorter. Not only her fingers, her arms were shrinking too, her legs as well, in fact her entire body was slowly changing on top of you. \n\nHer head morphed to become more elongated, her ears shifted to the top of her head and changed size and shape, a tail sprouted from just above her ass, and as she kept on shrinking she was soon small enough to fit comfortably on your chest. \n\nWhen the changes finally stopped your little ball of furry love was sitting on your chest, just big enough to fit in your hand. \"Hi there sweetie.\"You smiled softly as you stroked her back. She stretched her small kitty body and strolled up your chest and placing her front legs on you throat so she could reach your lips. She gave your lower lips a lick with her rough tongue and let out a small meow. \"I love you too.\"You smiled down to her and tapped on your chest with a finger. \"But you need your rest, and I'll take care of you.\"\n\nShe let out another meow before strolling back to the spot you had indicated on your chest. She kneaded at it a little before turning on the spot a few times and laying down on your slowly rising and falling chest. \"There's a good kitty.\"You said in a soothing voice as you ran a hand down her back as you heard her begin to purr. You kept gently petting her and whispering sweet nothings to her as you felt her purrs vibrate through your chest before she eventually fell into a relaxed slumber. You smiled down at her and pulled the covers over the two of you, keeping one hand below the cover with a thumb resting lightly against her back. You stroked her back with your thumb for a while, she could bite at it if she needed to wake you up for anything so she wouldn't be trapped under the blanket.\n\nDating a shape-shifter came with a lot of perks, but the most important thing to you was making sure she got what she needed as well. She asks you to choose a form before it is in her blood to do so, so its up to you to make sure the form she takes is the one that will make her the happiest. Another night where you're the exhausted one she will be much happier as a tiger, having you snuggle into her fur all night and feeling the warmth of her body. On nights like tonight though, she needs to recharge and nothing makes more relaxed than being small and fragile in your strong, kind hands. \n\nYou close your eyes and go to sleep as well, the little bundle of warm joy still purring softly on your chest." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A Superheroine or Magical Girl works part time at a strip club. One day she gets asked to portray an erotic version of herself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Being a cape wasn't a lucrative job; it was one of those things you did because you had a passion for it.\n\nWhich is why Olivia O'Reilly, better known to the wider world as 'the Silver Sorceress', moonlighted as a stripper when her day jobs or cape work didn't cut it. \n\nWearing her hair down rather than in the Silver Sorceress's traditional braid, and the dim lighting of the high class 'gentleman's club' helped keep even her secret identity a secret as she swung on the pole, or ground her hips and nips against the laps of paying customers.\n\nTonight was a slow one; not unexpected for a Thursday night but there were regulars who were enamoured by her fit, amazonian figure and would pay well for some private dances. Olivia (stage name 'Ruby') walked past Stan the DJ man as he introduced her to the floor. \n\nShe bounced out onto the stage, smiling smokily at the front row as she strutted up to the main pole. She was up there for two songs (including the Crimson Crusader's theme, which made her chuckle inside - the normally serious 'paladin' type would have flipped his shit at the thought that his song was used by strippers) as she slowly lost what little clothes she started with as fives and tens were tossed her way. Eventually, the topless redhead had only her panties and thigh-highs remaining as the last song of her set wound down; she squeezed her C-cup tits teasingly as she collected up her clothes and tips, before she made way for 'Panther', who for some reason had painted on leopard spots, and the bubbly and busty woman started her own set as 'Ruby' stepped offstage. Andi the bartender waved her over as soon as she was off stage, beckoning her along.\n\n\"Hey Ruby, got a private dance for you.\"The motherly Andi winked. \"I think he's a firsty, but he seemed like the good sort and has a really nice suit on.\"\n\n'Ruby' smiled and looked around. \"Sure, where is he?\"\n\nAndi's head jerked towards the row of private booths. \"Burgundy tie in a black suit, glasses, in booth three. I told him I'd send you along as soon as you were done.\"\n\nOlivia nodded, slipping behind the bar to stash her tips and get her bra back on - she figured she wouldn't need the rest - before she marched over to the private booths and slipped inside. Once in, she tapped on the lock and smiled at the man waiting in the plush leather couch.\n\nThe gentleman was indeed in an expensive looking suit with a dull red tie, glasses, and was returning her smile with the nervous air of a first timer. But what was out of place was the large shopping bag that he had set down beside his seat.\n\nAt least there was no baguette this time.\n\n'Ruby' sashayed over to him and dropped onto his lap, resting her wrists on his shoulder as she arched an eyebrow and tilted her head cutely.\n\n\"So, mister, I heard you wanted lil' ol' Ruby to come dance with you?\"She whispered huskily. Tall, dark and handsome nodded, his nervousness concentrating in the smile that spread across his lips. \n\n\"Y-yeah.\"He answered, clearly liking what he saw\n\n'Ruby's grin grew wider as she pressed up against him. \"Mister got a name?\"\n\n\n\"Uh Ben. You can call me Ben.\"Obviously not his real name, but then again neither was 'Ruby'.\n\n\"Alright, Mister Ben, you know what you want?\"\n\n\"Yeah. Three songs and uh, I'd like you to wear this.\"He jerked his head towards the bag, and Ruby briefly leaned over to pick it up. It wasn't unusual for her to get costume requests; some people brought dresses, or lingerie.\n\nThis was the first time someone had given her a surprisingly good replica of the Silver Sorceress's costume.\n\nOh, it was missing the actual leather straps and the spellbook, for sure, but Olivia's breath hitched as she unfolded the surprisingly good simulacrum of her cape costume and held it out. Ben, meanwhile, began blabbering.\n\n\"Uh, yeah, it's the Silver Sorceress's. I'm uh, look, I really like her even though she's y'know, she's the Silver Sorceress.\"\n\nEvery fiber of her being screamed at her that now was the time to throw the Halloween costume at his face and walk out.\n\nBut it was the first time she had met a fan like this.\n\nOlivia pulled the costume flat against her chest, as if trying it out. It'd be a perfect fit, judging by how it looks. \"You want me to be the Silver Sorceress?\"\n\nBen nodded.\n\n\"You naughty boy.\"The stripper cackled teasingly, stepping back and unzipping the front of the one piece (which in reality unzipped from the back) before kicking off her shoes and stepping into it. \"Silver Sorceress the stripper, something of a fantasy of yours?\"\n\n\"N-not really? I just y'know, it's not like I have a chance with the real deal?\"\n\nThe real the Silver Sorceress figured otherwise; he was cute and nice, but 'Ruby' wasn't in a position to tell him that. \"Why's that?\"\n\n\"Uh I'm\"Ben hesitated and slowly reached into his jacket. Olivia froze for a moment, before he withdrew his wallet and began counting cash. \"Look, I'm not that lucky, y'know? I always figure, first time I meet her for real, I'd mess it up and get my face punched in.\"\n\n\nRuby bit her lip.\n\n\"Don't worry about it, Ben, we rarely are.\"Ruby's high and lilting tone was gone now, her voice dipping lower to something she used in a different setting. \"But for those who seek to oppose me! Am I doing the voice right?\"\n\nBen blinked, surprised. \"Yeah. Wow. Seen her before?\"\n\n\"Enough times. On the news and that. Like that heist at the bank.\"\n\n\"Yeah, at the bank thank God nobody died, right?\"\n\n\"Mmmm. Hey, Ben, what do you think?\"'Ruby' struck a pose - something very similar but not quite the Silver Sorceress' haughty hovering pose - and felt her cheeks color as she did this. God. She was really doing this. The redhead watched as Ben's face went crimson and all but faded into the colors of his suit as he nodded. \n\nShe pressed the button to play a few times - telling Stan to give her slow, long songs - and began to dance.\n\nIt was strange, knowing she was Olivia disguised as Ruby playing as the Silver Sorceress and dancing for this man, her hips swaying as she drew her hands up her sides and cupped her chest, before giving a sultry smile and sliding down onto the man's lap. Her dance was slow, sensual, and she pressed herself up against him as she kissed his neck briefly before pulling the Silver Sorceress's mask down over her face, humming softly along to the song as she gently seduced the man, grinding her body against his as she felt his erection grow in his pants. The soft and embarrassed gasp and unsubtle shifting told her all she needed as she teased him harder, her hands settling on either arm of the couch as she thrust her chest forward to him. \n\n\"Want to have a touch?\"She offered, and Ben seemed to perfectly blend excitement and shame as his hands started at her waist and ran up her sides, his strong hands squeezing her chest hungrily as she let out a sensual moan. Her hand went up, and pulled down the zipper until it was just above her crotch, letting him peel the front of the suit off and bare her tits once again. The C-cups got plenty of attention, even as she pushed forward and mashed them into his face. Laughter danced around between them as she rose up slightly and lifted her chest up to eye level, even as she guided his hands down to her ass. \n\nBen took it all, and Olivia - the Silver Sorceress? - felt this man's need rush through her, never before feeling this wanted as she felt his hands lust after her his tongue flicking out in what technically should have ended the dance but she didn't care anymore. He wanted her. *Her*, of all people, and even if it was just an adult's game of pretend she wasn't when she wrenched his head back and kissed him full on the lips, her hips bucking against his as they dry humped each other. \n\nWearing the costume, and the man in front of her it was turning her on too much. She blushed hard as the kiss broke and their eyes met, her hands shooting up and covering his face, obscuring both his eyes and glasses and wait\n\nShe made an upside down 'V' with the lines of her wrist to the tips of her thumbs, which she pressed together and placed just above his nose, her hands covering his face just like the Crimson Crusader's costume\n\nAnd she, the Silver Sorceress, villainess extraordinaire, had plenty of times had a close look at the now all-too-familiar jawline when the Crimson Crusader tried to batter her mystic shields down when they clashed.\n\nBen's breath hitched. Her own breathing had all but stopped.\n\n\"Uh? Ruby? Is it over yet?\"\n\n\"You're him, aren't you?\"She breathed. Of course, the *tie* was the same color! How didn't she see that? Her hands clawed at his shirt as he let out an unmanly yelp, and she was sure a button popped but\n\nThere it was. The bright red sword of the Crimson Crusader was emblazoned on the dark burgundy spandex underneath the business suit.\n\n\"Holy shit.\"Ruby/Olivia/the Silver Sorceress gasped.\n\n\"Uh\"'Ben', aka the Crimson Crusader, shrugged and smiled nervously. \"Surprise?\"\n\nOutside, Stan the DJ Man put on the Crimson Crusader theme song on again." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Her new sweater may or may not be cursed, but it was on sale soooo..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Laci may have been the quiet girl, but she enjoyed the little things, like shopping, like every bougie girl she knew. She worked her 9-5 as a receptionist at a law firm and that was it. She would go to work, get off, eat dinner, watch Netflix or read a book, and go to bed. Sometimes she would churn out fan-fics about her favorite shows or books, but that was all, no boyfriend, not really any friends, and she lived alone. Thankfully her job allowed her that luxury, and she shopped thrifty. That was why she was so excited when she picked up a new sweater at the thrift shop for twenty-five cents. Twenty five cents! It was the best bargain she'd ever gotten. More than that, it was the softest feeling, best fitting, perfect thickness sweater that she'd ever seen. She just couldn't figure out why it had been returned three times. Unusual.\n\nWhen she got home that Friday afternoon, she tossed it in the washer, then the dryer, and got her shower out of the way early. Still in her towel, she flipped through movies to watch, reclining on the couch. Right before sitting down, she heard the buzzer on the dryer, but she wasn't much concerned. She'd get her sweater and panties in a minute, feeling the cool of the room after the almost sauna-hot shower was a nice juxtaposition. A few minutes longer, after settling on what movie to watch, she sauntered to the laundry room, tossed the towel aside, and reached to grab the sweater from the dryer, which was strangely opened already...She paused, considering for a moment, but let it slip away as she pulled on a favorite pair of her panties, and pulled the new sweater over her head. \"Mm,\"she said aloud, \"still warm.\"And she bounced off to her living room.\n\nIt took her a few minutes to get situated, but finally she sat on the couch, stretched out, with a small glass of wine, a bowl of popcorn, and began watching her movie. It wasn't until a few minutes into it that the weirdness started to occur. As she sat there, she felt something moving between her breasts. \"What-- what is that?\"She asked out loud. She reached under the sweater, finding absolutely nothing except moisture. Having large breasts was a curse, at times, because it let things get lost on her cleavage. Like in this case, water. She must not have dried off as well as she thought, but moving her sweater puppies around got her nipples to grow erect and press against the soft material of the sweater. \"No more distractions!\"She said to her own breasts as she leaned back, bringing her legs up and folding them under her.\n\nOnly a short while passed this time before it happened again. This time it felt like warm water running down, but it hooked back under her breast. She stiffened, trying to process what was happening. The warm slid from under her breast, around the globe-like bottom, and gently across the surface of her nipple. If they had time to relax from her own handling of them before, it didn't matter now, because the new contact almost crackled with electricity, causing the chocolate-colored bud to stiffen and rise against the soft fabric inside the sweater. Before she knew what was happening, the same thing was happening to her other breast, only she felt the warmth wrap completely around this one. It was a stimulation like what she felt when she sucked her own nipples, when she masturbated. What? Even the quiet girls gotta get off. She was still too shocked to respond on her own, her body was doing that enough for her.\n\nThe longer she sat there, she tried to process what was happening, only to feel the movements all over her torso and hips. Pressure applied at top of her ass, right at the crack, and just below her belly button. It was like hundreds of soft hands delicately rubbing her body simultaneously, it was unnerving and relaxing at the same time, and slightly erotic. She swallowed hard and reached to the bottom of her sweater, contemplating removing it. Her arms stiffened to her sides, controlled by a power outside her own. *No*, the voice said in her head. She waited, her heart racing in her chest. Part of her grew excited, evident by the growing wet spot in her favorite gray cotton panties.\n\nSlowly, pink tendrils worked their way out of the fabrics. First she watched them curl and writhe around her hands, looping and gripping, but never causing pain, almost comforting her. Then, the soft skin of the tendrils worked their way around her face, gently caressing the skin of her lips, she licked at them in response. Laci began feeling the soft massage of the tentacles on her breasts, and the downward slide of them on her body, stopping only a brief moment before sliding under the fabric of her panties and exploring the most sensitive region of her body. First, the tendrils seemed to lick at the bend of her groin, gently rubbing up and down the sensitive skin on the outside of her vulva. There was nothing she could do to stop it, but really, did she even want to? She could feel the moisture and warmth growing within her, potent enough to dribble out of her and cascade downward, over her puckering anus.\n\nAfter what felt like hours, the tendrils began to very selflessly making lapping motions at her clit, up and down, and spiralling around the sensitive bud of pleasure. She bit at her lower lip, rolling her hips as the pressure seemed to grow and grow, until...release. She felt the explosion of climax roll through her body. Her arms and legs convulsed, twitching involuntarily. \"Ah,\"she quietly mewled aloud, taking a deep breath and exhaling.\n\nThen, more.\n\nThe tendrils must have decided it was its turn, because one of the pink tendrils slid into Laci's mouth. Unopposed to the idea, she began sucking on the tendril, rotating her tongue around the phallic object as it wriggled inside her mouth. As if that wasn't enough, she felt the plunge of one of the tendrils not only into the wet tunnel of her pussy, but also the warm expanse of her asshole. It didn't take much of the gentle undulation provided by the tendrils to bring her to the brink, and over the edge, of orgasm again and again. \n\nHours later, Laci woke up on her couch, a screen on her television read: Are you still watching? She reached down between her legs, feeling a very, very wet spot in her underwear. \"What a weird dream,\"she said, turning the television off and heading for her room. As she lay down in her bed, she felt a similar movement on her flesh as she had in the dream. She considered taking the sweater off, throwing it to the ground, and returning it just as soon as she could.\n\nBut then again...it *was* on sale." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your roommate is incredibly smart, but has numerous...eccentricities. Like reading without any pants, for instance. She's still kind of cute, though..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sarah was on her stomach, atop her sheets, reading, in just a green t-shirt, black knee socks, and black lace panties, her long, brown hair draped over the sides of her face like a curtain. She tried to review some material for one of her classes, but it didnt seem that important. She already understood it backwards and forwards, and she was distracted by the porn she had been watching on her phone earlier. A bit of nagging horniness kept tugging the corner of her mind. Shed heard her roommate, Mark, jacking off in his room last night. She pretended not to notice, like she always did, but the thought of him stroking himself off and spurting a hot load of cum had gotten her turned on. She masturbated, like she always did, but there was something tantalizing about having what she wanted so close yet so far. Even as she tried to focus on her book, some part of her was conspiring a way to get her the one thing that she wanted most. She didnt look up when she heard the door open, but she did kick her feet just a little.\n\nMark was still surprised to find his roommate lounging in just her panties. He had been surprised when she had agreed to move in! He needed someone on short notice, his friend having flaked right before the semester began, and he wasnt sure that anyone would be willing to move in to the small studio apartment, especially not a girl. Sharing the space with her had been weird, especially when her bedroom was the larger, open space of the apartment, even though hed offered to uproot himself from the partially separated sleeping area, when shed moved in. Theyd become good friends in the month since then, but he still felt a little bit unsure of how to handle her habit of hanging around openly in her underwear. He always made an effort to have pants on, when he was out of the cubicle that served as his bedroom.\n\nUm Im home, he said.\n\nMm, she answered,not looking up, How was class?\n\nIt was fine, he said, and he paused, as he put his things down, trying to screw up his courage. Sometimes, I feel like its kind of hard not to look, when you walk around in your panties.\n\nSarah looked at him, smirking, with one eyebrow raised. Go ahead and look then, she said, I dont mind its actually my second or third biggest turn on.\n\nYou cant be serious, he said. He remembered that shed been clear about just wanting to be friends and roommates, when she moved in. I mean the thing is, I might feel like doing more than look. Id probably want to jack off, and theres no way that youd be fine with me just doing that whenever.\n\nI am, she offered, the idea actually turning her on. Try it sometime.\n\nHe chuckled. Yeah, no way, he said, as he picked up a pack of ramen. Is your first biggest turn on me jacking off? He clearly wasnt taking her seriously.\n\nSarah found her resolve, sitting up in bed, facing him, her plump breasts revealed, now that she was no longer on her front. There was a flutter of nerves in her stomach, even as she confidently stated her idea. I think that we should be... she searched for the right term, friends with benefits. My favorite thing to do my biggest fantasy the subject of all the porn I watch is swallowing cum.\n\nHe dropped his ramen packet, the bag of noodles smacking and crinkling onto the floor, What? he said, his mouth agape.\n\nShe looked at him evenly. Now this is just casual, just something between friends, but I would LOVE to swallow your cum.\n\nHe was still stunned. How would this work?\n\nShe shrugged. Im still not interested in having sex with you, but you can look at me all you want, and you can jack off into my mouth, anytime you want, 24/7. Of course, If I decide that I just want cum sometime, then you have to give it to me. I do love to give a good hand job or blowjob, but thats up to me. Ill decide what I want to do, if I want your cum on demand.\n\nI masturbate at least twice a day, he said, incredulous.\n\nI know, she said, nodding, You do it in the shower, and you do it in bed, and every time you do it, my mouth waters, and I feel like its a terrible waste that all of that cum is going into the drain or some tissues, instead of into my mouth.\n\nMark blushed furiously, as he realized how often she had caught him wanking. Still, he tried to look her in the face. He had to see if she was just putting him on. Her green eyes were twinkling, as he looked her dead on, trying to get a hold of what she meant by it all. What do you get out of all this? he asked.\n\nI told you, she said, I get to swallow your cum. I dont want you to underestimate just how much I want this.\n\nBy now, hearing his hot roommate talk about how much she loved swallowing cum, Mark was rock hard. Youre serious? he asked, one more time, as he hooked his thumb into his pants.\n\nShe nodded, smiling. Sarah could feel a blush passing over her skin, her pussy starting to tingle with arousal at the idea of getting to satisfy her cum craving, at the idea of getting to satisfy her cum cravings anytime she wanted. She licked her plush, full lips, as Mark tentatively pulled down his pants.\n\nMarks thick, hard cock sprang out, as he pulled his jeans and underwear away from his crotch in one motion.. He took his stiff rod in his hands, and he slowly started to stroke his foreskin up and down. I can look at you? he asked, looking at her already, his eyes tracing over the swells of her breasts in her tight t and her bare creamy thighs.\n\nShe nodded again, giggling, Look at me; look at porn; look at whatever you want. Im just your friend who cant wait for you to cum in her mouth.\n\nThat very idea did get him going pretty well, and he sat down on the couch some feet away from her, looking at her body and imagining his cock at her lips, as he stroked his thick, heavy member. He had to push through some embarrassment and nerves, doing it in front of her, but he came to find the situation kind of hot. He felt himself getting close. Im almost there! he said.\n\nCum in my mouth then, she said, and she parted her lips, making a pad with her tongue.\n\nHe realized that he was the one jacking off, so he would have to bring it to her, and he got up, still stroking himself and close to the edge, and he brought his aching cock to her lips, erupting just as he placed the head of his cock on her tongue. He jacked himself off into her waiting mouth, as he came, filling her mouth with his cum, as she closed her eyes in bliss. Groaning and stroking his cock, he milked every drop into her mouth. When she was sure that he was done, she licked the last drops from his cock, and kissed the tip, her tongue still playing over his head.\n\nSarah savored her mouthful of cum, moaning and sighing, as she swallowed it, her fetish for swallowing cum was so strong, that slightly clenching her pussy, as she gulped it down, was enough to give her a gentle orgasm. Thank you, she said, smiling up at Mark, as she licked her lips.\n\nHe almost got hard again, even as he was breathless and stunned, still weak from his climax. Youre welcome? was all he could manage.\n\nSarah smiled and hummed contentedly, as she wiggled in place a little, clearly pleased to have cum in her stomach.\n\nMark caught his breath a bit. And I can just casually cum in your mouth, whenever I want?\n\n24/7, she replied, smiling.\n\nOver the next couple of days, he finished at her lips every time he jacked off, bringing his cock to her face and cumming into her waiting mouth. She always licked the tip clean and smiled as she thanked him, swallowing his cum every time.\n\nHe was studying at his desk, when she actually came over to him.\n\nTurn around. I want it, she said, feeling an especially strong craving for cum that afternoon. He turned, and she pulled down his sweatpants. Without much fanfare, she easily took his cock into her mouth and started to lick and suck on him, as she bobbed her head in his lap. He was groaning in pleasure almost instantly, amazed at her skill at sucking cock, even if he wasnt surprised. She fingered herself, as she sucked him off, and she too was moaning in pleasure. It didnt take long for her to get the both of them off, and a powerful climax quaked through her, as he came in her mouth for the third time that day. Sarah swallowed her mouthful of cum, Thanks, she said, That hit the spot! A little tremor of pleasure and arousal coursed through her at the satisfaction of her cum craving and at how erotic she found the situation.\n\nThe two became closer friends, each thoroughly enjoying their unique friends-with-benefits arrangement.\n\nOne night, Sarah awoke to feel someone shaking her shoulder.\n\nOpen up, Mark said, stroking his cock near her face, having started jacking off to porn in the middle of the night, deciding to finish in her mouth.\n\nEven in her sleepy state, she was all to happy to oblige, eagerly taking him into her mouth and humming contentedly, as he pumped his cum into her.\n\nThanks, he said, as she sleepily licked him clean.\n\nMm hm, thank you... she mumbled, as he pulled away. She licked her lips, savoring the taste, slipping back asleep to dream of sucking cock and swallowing cum, her nipples stiff, as her hand found its way between her thighs.\n\nOne morning, she was feeling especially daring. She had him jack off onto a toaster strudel. He had to hurry, stroking himself furiously. He had friends coming for a study session. She decided to help him out, placing one of his hands onto her large breast, letting him feel her up, as she whispered in his ear how much she needed his cum in her mouth and how much her mouth was watering for his cum. He came all over the hot, strawberry pastry, which she rolled up to keep the cum warm. His friends arrived, and she caught his eye more than once, moaning and taking another bite, the two of them the only ones who knew why she was enjoying the glaze so much.\n\nThey exchanged a secret look, as she finished it, licking his cum from her fingers." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A man keeps failing to resist the charms of other women...but his girlfriend is actually a shapeshifter and she LOVES tricking him into cheating on her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I woke up in another stranger's bed. It wasn't the first time and I wished it would be the last. I felt like shit, guilty and worthless for having done this to Alexis. This time it had been some sexy black girl that had started flirting with me at the bar when I went out for happy hour with my coworkers. She was so perfect in so many ways. She had large natural breasts, wide hips and dark green eyes that I just got lost in.\n\nShe had been in town on business and would only be here one last night, and she was bored and looking for a friend to keep her company since she didn't know anyone. I had meant to just be friendly but we had shared so much in common and it had been easy to forget just how much I had been drinking as I lost track of time. The next thing I knew we were talking about some obscure nerdy book series I had just started reading and she was telling me how much she wanted to sleep with the same female character I thought was sexy, and her hand had wandered down to my crotch under the table. She had stroked me and I was shocked I was already hard.\n\nFrom there it was just a short cab ride over to her hotel room and the next thing I knew she was crawling across the bed and reaching back to spread her large creamy cocoa cheeks and begging me to fuck her tight asshole with my big meaty cock. I knew I was just barely above average but the way she said it lit a fire in me and my girlfriend never let me do anal with her. I was soon buried in that warm tight hole and she was moaning like a porn star as she begged me to fuck her harder, faster, and to shoot my thick load in her dirty ass.\n\nI glanced over at her sleeping in the hotel bed beside me. Fuck, I couldn't even remember her name, I was terrible. I had to get out of here. Alexis didn't deserve a man like me. She deserved better. I collected my stuff as quietly as I could and snuck out. If I'd only looked back at the last minute I would have seen her form shrinking and skin lightening until Alexis crawled naked from between the sheets.\n\nI was so good to Alexis after that...Swore I wouldn't flirt, or drink too much. I came home early and pampered her at every chance. I took her out on nice dates and bought her favorite flowers, a huge bouquet of lilies. I was telling her about work one night as she got ready for her own job...which she never seemed to hold down the same one very long strangely enough. She told me she'd be working the graveyard shift, gone all night and not home until the morning. She said I should take the clients out to a new bar she had heard about, really recommended the cocktails.\n\nI didn't see the harm in it and the clients did enjoy the bar. I struck up a conversation with the bartender. A good guy, tall, and nice enough looking if you're into that kind of thing. We talked about sports, and he turned out to be a fan of the same team I was. As we bitched about how shitty the team had played during the last game, and what an idiot the new coach was, I found myself with maybe one beer or two more than I intended as I enjoyed myself.\n\nWhen I realized I'd had a little more than I meant to I shrugged and smiled as I ordered another, I wasn't going to get in any trouble hanging out and chatting about sports with a bartender so what was the harm? Next thing I knew the bartender was setting a shot in front of me.\n\n\"Blonde got it for you. Said she thinks you're cute.\"He nodded over his shoulder to a smoking blonde, the blue eyed beauty that defines California girl, she was holding up an identical shot and smiled at me, I smiled back and without thinking about it drank at the same time she did.\n\nWell it would be rude not to talk to someone who bought you a drink, right? Right. So I ended up over chatting up the blonde, who seemed to have picked up the conversation the bartender and I had been having, she didn't know as much as him but still it was enough of a distraction that I really didn't see it when she kissed me hard and then dragged me to the women's bathroom.\n\nIn the farthest stall she pulled up her skirt and pulled down my pants, and after she slipped a condom on my throbbing cock I was soon stuffed deep into her tight shaved pussy, I fucked her hard against the wall, her large heavy breasts pressed to my chest as I pounded myself into her, much to her delight. She came loudly and I was certain someone was going to bust in and kick us out, but I couldn't stop, a few minutes more pounding her swollen and dripping cunt and I filled the condom with my full load. She pulled it off me after I pulled out of her tight hole and then sucked me clean.\n\nShe left first, and then I sheepishly left the bar too. I knew someone had to have heard us, and I felt ashamed I had cheated on Alexis again. A female bartender was standing next to the guy I had been talking to as I left. If only I could have heard them.\n\n\"Alexis, you're an asshole.\"The female bartender said to the male. \"Getting him drunk and then making both of them think the other was interested in them.\"\n\nThe male bartender's facial features softened and became increasingly feminine until Alexis stood there polishing a glass. \"Why am I an asshole? He treats me so good after I get him some strange pussy, and he deserves it. He's so good in bed and all he needs is a little confidence and to know that women want him.\"\n\n\"You're an asshole because you don't tell him you're the one getting him laid.\"The other girl said rolling her eyes.\n\n\"Careful.\"Alexis joked and then winked. \"If you piss me off I'll fuck him in your body next week.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Ever since she found out how much her roommate is into gentle femdom, she hasn't been able to stop teasing them, and watching her friend blush and squirm in arousal is even getting a bit addictive for her..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Rachel, I said, 'why are the dishes still out?'\"It was just one cup, hardly worth yelling over, but sure enough, Angela's roommate \\*thump'\\*ed out of bed, padding down the hall and into the kitchen, wearing nothing other than her favorite oversized uni sweatshirt and a pair of plain panties.\n\n\"I'm sorry, I know it's my week.\"She stammered, rinsing the glass and fighting her puffy sleeves from falling into the suds and water. She had to stand on her toes to replace the glass. Her pale, perky butt made an appearance under her shirt as she reached up. Angela resisted the urge to spank.\n\nTask completed, she stood before Angela, dark brown tangles scattered in all directions. She fought a losing battle to keep them out of her eyes. Angela knew Saturday afternoon was her roommate's usual naptime, but god if she wasn't *the fucking cutest* when she was flustered. Angela bit her lip and made sure Rachel noticed. Both girls blushed, but only Rachel hid hers.\n\nAngela crossed her arms and dramatically tapped her foot. \"Don't make me explain our roommate agreement, Rachel. You came up with this rule.\"\n\nWIthout a word, Rachel walked over to the edge of the couch and bent over the arm. Angela walked by, swatting her with a laugh, but couldn't help noticing how she pushed her ass *into* the spank.\n\nRachel stood and rubbed her eyes, smiling. \"You wanna smash?\"\n\n\"Excuse me?\"Angela raised an eyebrow.\n\nRachel picked up a controller. \"Smash brothers?\"Her voice was innocent, but her smile was anything but. Rachel was the better gamer; Angela's course load just didn't allow time for it.\n\n\"Sure,\"she smiled. The two settled into the couch next to each other.\n\nRachel took an early lead, batting Samus around with spam attacks from her Pikachu. It wasn't close. Angela huffed. \"Brat.\"\n\n\"Hehehe,\"Rachel giggled. She jinked and jived the controller around as if it would help her win. During the second round, She held the controller high, trying to will her character to make saving jump after saving jump. Her slender midriff, and the shaved mound below, were unguarded.\n\nAngela lost another life while staring. After that, she hunkered her character down into a block, placing one of the controller's grips against the front of Rachel's pelvis.\n\nEvery time Rachel attacked, the controller rumbled loudly against her clit. Her breathing slowed as Angela caressed the controller up and down the front of those plain pink panties.\n\nHer eyes closed. Angela pulled the controller away, smiling as she blasted Pikachu into the next dimension.\n\n\"I thought you were the good player here,\"Angela said. \"If you had won that time, I was ready to give you a prize.\"Rachel chewed her lip, not looking away from the screen.\n\n\"Best of three!\"she hollered, pulling her feet up under her and leaning forward intensely.\n\n\"No, I'm bored,\"Angela said. Rachel's shoulders drooped at the missed opportunity. \"I think I'm going to study for a while. Don't you have a test coming up?\"\n\nRachel made a face. \"World Civ II. I hate it.\"\n\n\"Good. Note cards?\"\n\n\"Ugh. Yeah.\"\n\nAngela loved quizzing her. She was so easy to distract. It was how she'd discovered Rachel's inclination for a firm hand; tickling for wrong answers led to stray fingers finding surprisingly soaked panties. The rest was a tantalizing game between them, carried on all semester without a single conversation about their \"arrangement\".\n\nIt'd been perfect so far.\n\nThe subject was British Colonies. Angela paid only half attention. The girls sat across from each other on the couch, Angela's long legs between Rachel's, her toes playing at the shorter girl's panties.\n\n\"Come on, guess,\"Angela goaded. Her big toe could trace every crease at Rachel's slit. It radiated heat. Angela could almost smell the arousal building across the short expanse. \"Time's up.\"\n\nHer roommate's head fell back. She covered her face with the front of her shirt, moaning softly.\n\n\"Rachel Ann!\"\n\n\"Aww, fuck-\"Her eyes went wide as sleeve-covered hands slapped over her mouth.\n\n\"Ooh, swearing, *and* getting a middle name. Just racking it up today, aren't we?\"\n\nRachel sank her hands just below her eyes, chewing her sleeves. Her cheeks matched her crimson sweatshirt.\n\n\"*Aren't we?\"* Angela repeated. She pulled her hair up into a bun as Rachel mumbled \"yes, miss\"into her shirt.\n\n\"Well, c'mon, roommate. I have an anatomy quiz for you to take.\"She grabbed Rachel's hand, leading them toward her bedroom." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The spell to let them feel as though his cock were in her mouth or pussy and portal his cum straight into her had worked perfectly! There was one problem though. It was the next day, and she couldn't figure out how to end the spell, only switch between locations!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was 3 in the afternoon. The two of them were sprawled out on the floor, exhausted. Cory's balls were drained amd spurting nothing but dust. Darla had long since abandoned underwear or shorts, having soiled too many clean pairs with the near constant spray of her nectar.\n\nThe spell was ruthless, rarely waiting long after he had cum to start up the magical stroking again.\n\nThere was a near constant flow of cum leaking from her, most of which and dried and crusted over all down her legs. She felt disgusting but there was little use in cleaning it up. It would all just start all over again.\n\nThey had scoured every Magi Sutra tome they had, coming up empty on anything to dispel the enchantment. Her only relief was switching it between her mouth and her pussy. There was the option of the back door, but she had never done it before and was not eager to experiment further.\n\nCory on the other hand was utterly hopeless. There was no moment to catch his breath. It was just the constant chaffing and searing pain of a sore cock. The orgasms no longer affected him, and he was left nearly catatonic from the overexertion.\n\n\"We need- to call Jaime,\"Darla huffed. \"They'll know what to do.\"She was wracked with shudders as an stinging orgasm tore through her. \n\nCory could only nod. Normally he'd object, Jaime was strange. They study the occult, and always carried around weird totems. But honestly, the two of them didn't have much choice.\n\nDarla called up Jaime. \"We really could use your help,\"she managed. \"Something went drastically wrong.\"\n\n\"I'll be right over,\"came the response. It was a breathy nonchalant answer, and Darla realized only after hanging up, she hadn't given the address of Cory's place.\n\nDespite this however, Jaime arrived a few minutes later. They had on a sheer cardigan over a black bustier. Their round, red tinted glasses hid any reaction to the ailing Darla as she opened the door.\n\nStepping inside, Jaime took one look at the comatose man on the floor and the scattered tomes surrounding him.\n\n\"Dabbling in something wicked are we?\"They said offhand.\n\nAnother burning pleasure wave ripped through her and her hot juices seeped down her leg.\"Please, we don't know how to reverse it. It's been like this since last night.\"\n\n\"Hm, you poor babies,\"Jaime chuckled. \"Let me see what I can do.\"\n\nSetting down the big leather bag they had brought along, Jaime produced several strange reagents and vials.\n\nDarla was barely a novice at the craft and couldn't begin to imagine what they all did.\n\nHaving assembled a dozen different powders, vials and roots, Jaime pulled a stick of chalk from their sleeve.\n\nThey began drawing a large circle filled with geometric patterns on the wooden floor. Darla tried to protest but another wave of painful delight crashed through her and down her legs.\n\nJaime finished drawing the circle and began setting out the ingredients. \"Bring him over into the circle, amd sit down next to him.\"\n\nDarla nodded.\n\nWith the two of them heaped the middle of the chalk pattern, Jaime set down the final reagent. The chalk began to glow faintly.\n\n\"Repeat after me: Annum Boruum talos bringa.\"They enunciated each word very particularly, making sure each syllable was as clear as possible.\n\n\"Does he need to say them too?\"Darla asked.\n\nJaime shrugged. \"Wouldn't hurt, but no.\"\n\nSighing as another wave flushed through her, she said \"Annum Boruum talos bringa.\"\n\nOn command, the chalk circle rose from the ground circling around the two of them. Each component set of the edge of the spell flared up, burning away in seconds. The smoke mixed together, forming an acrid white cloud.\n\n\"Now, the two of you need to breath that in,\"Jaime said. \"Prop him up if you need to.\"\n\nShe pulled Cory up as best she could, but he was a dumb sack of potatoes. Luckily, his face was well within the smoke.\n\nThe two of them took a deep breath. Smoke rushed into their lungs, causing Darla to sputter.\n\n\"Keep it in, it needs a bit to take effect.\"\n\nFor a long moment it felt like nothing changed.\n\nThen, a shimmer around Cory's member and all across Darla's face and crotch sparked for a moment.\n\nShe wasn't sure what she was looking at, but she only had a moment before it shattered like glass. Darla held her breath for a few heart beats, waiting for the telltale feeling of a forced orgasm.\n\nBut miraculous, as she waited, it never came and neither did she.\n\n\"Oh thank you Jaime! I really appreciate it,\"Darla exhaled. Looking down at Cory, \"I'm sure he does too.\"\n\n\"Now darlings, what did we learn?\"Jaime said, putting away the unused components.\n\n\"To never play with magic we don't know,\"Cory coughed.\n\n\"Heh, no silly. Next time, invite me.\"With that, Jaime stood up and strode out of the house." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Although he was pretty much a reformed supervillain, his relationship with one particular heroine was still rather illicit. She *wanted* him to use his mental powers on her sexually. She genuinely loved it, because it just felt *so damn good*..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Courtney reclines on the bed, waiting for Steph to step through the door. She sighs and plays with her hair a little. She hates this song and dance she had to perform to get a little hanky-panky, but it was what it was. Nobody would believe she was doing this on her own.\n\nWhich is why Weaver, greatest superheroine this side of the East River, was sitting in a shitty hotel in Queens, waiting for reformed supervillain and mind controller Silvertongue to arrive.\n\nTheir powers were simple. Courney's body was clay in her hands, to shape as she saw fit. And Steph...well, when he **Spoke**, people listened.\n\nThe hotel door clicks, and she perks, sitting up and watching the door as her...contact steps in.\n\nHe's tall and attractive, brown hair exactly the same shade as his eyes catching the light as he steps in.\n\nShe lets a sly smile cross her face as he closes the door behind him, hearing it lock securely with a click.\n\n\"Everything go well?\"\n\n\"Yeah. I think we're in the clear.\"\n\nShe lets her smile widen.\n\n\"Good. Formalities out of the way?\"\n\n\"Just about to take care of that.\"\n\nShe closes her eyes and waits, taking a deep breath. She can feel his power gather around him like a mantle, even without seeing it.\n\n\"**I'm the most perfect man you've ever seen. You want me. More badly than you've ever wanted anything in your life, you want me between your legs. You will do whatever I say, think whatever I ask you too.\"**\n\nShe gasps as arousal slams into her. It was just like he said. God, she wanted him so bad. She would say anything, *do* anything just to get a hint of desire from him. She opens her eyes to see him shirtless.\n\nShe writhes sinuously on the bed, in hopes to temp him to have his way with her. He looks at her and for the first time, she sees a spark of lust in his eyes.\n\n\"**Clothes off**.\"\n\nHer body moves without her even thinking about it. she pulls her shirt up over her head, revelaing the slim, athletic body she'd built for tonight. With barely more than a hint of conscious input, she pulls her pants down around her long, shapely legs, kicking them off to the ground.\n\nSteph looks her over one more time, that spark of lust blooming into something a little more intense.\n\n\"**All of them.**\"\n\nShe looks down, then blushes in shame.\n\nReaching back to undo her bra, she lets her breasts fall free. They were perfect globes of flesh, exactly how she'd crafted them, but how would she ever get him if she kept making stupid mistakes like that?\n\nShe swallows, tongue thick in her mouth. She felt so clumsy and awkward compared to Steph's perfection.\n\n\"W-what would you like me to do?\"\n\nHe pauses, pants halfway around his legs.\n\n\"That's a good question. How about...**you pleasure yourself while I think**.\"\n\nShe does it without question. Her legs spread and she presses her fingers to her own pussy, working them deep as she brushes her clit in slow circles. It was a pale, timid shadow of Steph's cock, but it would do until he decided what to make her do.\n\nTime stretches interminably as she waits for the command.\n\nThen she blinks and he's right in front of her. Without a word, he reaches up and kisses her, his perfect lips meeting hers as she moans and melts into his embrace. And just then, she climaxes, her body shuddering against his as pleasure nearly makes her choke.\n\nThen he withdraws, just a little, enough that there's nothing but his intoxicating scent and mesmerizing eyes.\n\n\"I know what I want to do. I want to fuck a curvy little catgirl. **Make that happen**.\"\n\nIt wasn't even really her decision anymore. She was a passenger in her own body. She feels it shift according to his need, her breasts expanding, hard muscle fading into soft fat. And over all of that, a long, fluffy tail and a pair of perfect, perky ears grow from her body.\n\n\"Good.\"\n\nShe gasps at the praise, new ears perking and tail waving behind her.\n\n\"**On your hands and knees.**\"\n\nShe flips over without question, poking her ass into the air and exposing her wet, needy pussy. Her tail waves in the air, anything to make him want her just that sliver more.\n\nShe feels the bed shift as he gets on it with her. But she doesn't dare look. Doesn't dare break froom her position.\n\nAnd then she feels his hands on her body, running up and down her new curves, kneading her breasts, exploring her lovingly crafted ears with gentle fingers. His hands leave trails of fire along her skin, so deprived of his love.\n\n\"P-please.\"\n\nShe begs him, voice laden with desire. She wants him. She *needs* his cock.\n\n\"In time, my kitten. **When I fuck you, you will cum when I do. And it will be the most intense pleasure you've ever felt.**\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write the most generic, blandest sex scene possible." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "John walked into a bar. He saw Jane at the bar. Jane was hot. John said, \"Hello, Jane.\"\n\nJane said, \"Hello, John.\"\n\nJohn said, \"Did you watch the basketball game last night?\"\n\nJane replied, \"No, I did not watch the basketball game last night, for I do not watch basketball.\"\n\nJohn nodded his head and said, \"Yes, I remember now. Would you like me to sex your sexual parts?\"\n\nJane replied, \"Yes, I would like you to sex my sexual parts with your sexual parts.\"\n\nThey walked back to John's house. In John's house, they both took their clothes off. John asked, \"Jane, is your cat going to watch us sex each other?\"\n\nJane replied, \"Aren't we in your house? I don't have a cat.\"\n\nJohn replied, \"Oh, yes, that is my cat. Go away, cat.\"\n\nThe cat went away. John's penis got hard and he said, \"I need it to be hard like this in order to sex you.\"\n\nJane nodded and replied, \"Indeed, if it is not hard then sex will not work right.\"\n\nJane lied down on her back on a bed and John put a condom on. As he put the condom on, they both yelled (but not loudly enough to disturb the neighbors), \"Safety first!\"and then chuckled reasonably.\n\nJohn stuck his sex parts inside of Jane's sex parts. The sexy sex was good. His penis went in and out. John thought about baseball not to ejaculate too quickly. John said, \"Jane, I think I'm about to ejaculate from my sex parts into the condom.\"\n\nJane replied, \"Yes, it seems to be about that time.\"\n\nJohn ejaculated into the condom and Jane was happy too. John said, \"Thank-you, Jane, for the sex.\"\n\nJane replied, \"Sex is not a favor for which one ought to barter and thank others for.\"\n\n\"Indeed, you are right. Would you like to cuddle on the bed as our sex parts rest?\"\n\n\"Normally I would, but I need to go home and feed my cat.\"\n\n\"I thought you said you don't have a cat?\"\n\n\"Well I am going to go adopt a cat and then I am going to feed it.\"\n\n\"I see,\"John replied. \"This seems to be a reasonable reaction to having sex.\"\n\n\"Indeed,\"Jane replied, \"maybe we'll put our sex parts together another day.\"\n\nJohn nodded and said, \"This sounds like something to which I would be willing to agree. Good-bye.\"\n\nAnd so Jane adopted a cat and then returned to her home." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The fleshlight you bought is, unbeknownst to you, magical. Whenever you use it, the girl next door starts moaning as though she's having sex. Well, she is! With you. Through your magic fleshlight." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "**Disclaimer:** I'm not much of a writer. **Warnings:** contains dub-con/non-con, and anal.\n\n \n\n---\n\nIt arrived yesterday. *It* was a masturbation sleeve with a butt orifice and canal designed to simulate anal sex. The website rather cleverly dubbed it; *Taboo.* The review section was locked and it was marked discontinued. Despite it being the last of it's kind, it was a steal compared to the other toys. I told my mom was going to be upstairs studying. I went to my room locked the door and dug through my closet to retrieve the masturbation tool in question. I readied a bottle of hand lotion and walked to my window.\n\nShe was already there sitting on her porch sipping from a dark-brown bottle of beer. I can't say for sure she inspired my purchase, but she was definitely the deciding factor. Her name was Arbella. I didn't honestly know much about her. She moved next door two years ago. She was a few years my senior and in college. She preferred dark colored clothing. She drove a dark gray Prius. I think she might've been a vegetarian or vegan. We never said much to each other, really, no more than the occasional, \"Hi\"or \"How-do-you-do?\"I got my parents to start recycling because I thought it would impress her, it didn't.\n\nSomething about her straddled the line between extraordinarily cute and venerable bad-ass. She was fair-skinned, with thick burnished hair, long enough to fall past her shoulders, fashioned with sweeping bangs that regularly obscured her hazel eyes. Her smiles were fox-like and infectious, and she had a feminine but square-ish jawline. She was tall for a girl, slender and trim, with perky palm-able tits, full hips, firm-looking thighs, strong calves, and a prominent round ass. It wasn't unnaturally large, but it was thicker than you'd expect for such a skinny girl. Her ass was easily her best feature and she knew it too, favoring high-waisted shorts and yoga pants all year round. I thought about burying my cock in it at least ten times a day.\n\nI felt my cock spring to life just thinking about it. I shimmied out of my jeans, pumped out a few squirts of the hand lotion and smeared the contents on my over-eager erection.\n\nI had only just slid the tip of my cock into the toy's faux-anal orifice and I could tell it was incredibly tight. A second later I heard,\"the FUCK?!\"below my window. Arbella stood up, knocking over her beer, and shrieked. She suddenly clung to the wooden porch column like a startled cat. I froze, my heart was in my throat. My first thought was she had caught me staring, and she knew what I was doing. Except, she just stood there, with unnerving stillness. \n\nI tried to examine her body language, she was staring down at her own delicious curves. Her perfect ass was peeking out the bottom of her shorts. Maybe something had bit her? I unwittingly sunk another portion of my cock into the toy, and she shrieked again, this time her hand clumsily snaked down the back of her shorts. \"What the FUCK?\"she echoed. \nShe clutched the column while kicking at the air, \"Oh God, something is crawling in me?\"Her voice was squeaky and shrill. I felt the faux-asshole clench down hard. \n\n*What is this thing?* My eyes dropped to the tube-shaped sex toy in my hand, and then rose back to Arbella. Her reaction had to be some sort of coincidence. I steadily pressed the toy to the root of my cock. Arbella let out a wordless shriek and looked half-ready to scramble up her porch column. I was too scared to even move. The inside of the toy was surprisingly warm, walls seemed to come unglued and conform to my cock, and the entrance was pulsing, *it felt alive.* If I tried to think too hard about what was happening it made me feel insane.\n\nI jerked the tube back and forth slowly, massaging myself with the strangely realistic ass-canal. Arbella sort of crumbled to the floor of her porch and letting out a few diaphragmatic sounds indistinguishable from laughter or pain. As she reached up for her doorknob I gave the toy an inquisitive long thrust. This time she moaned. It was a loud, throaty moan that seemed to echo across her porch and up to my window. Her hands cradled her stomach, and her head shifted about as she scanned her front yard. She was talking to herself. Her voice so low I could only make out the cadences. \n\nI wasn't convinced this was some sort of magic. This had to be some sort of elaborate joke. I tried to prove my theory, by pumping and twisting the tube a harder. The insides of toy spasmed, reacting to each jerking thrust, and so did Arbella. She spread her legs open and grabbed the back of her thighs, and began to moan and whimper. I pressed my cock as deep as I could. I thought I would've bottomed out, and hit plastic, but the toy was curiously deeper than it appeared.\n\nShe rolled to her side and then lazily rose to her elbows and knees, her ass raised high and her back arched. I could see her hand disappeared down the front of her shorts, her face pressed against the unforgiving plank boards of her porch. The fabric shielding her mound shifted and twitched, as her fingers went to work. She was masturbating now. Her ass was jerking and rocking in time with my every thrust. *This is impossible...* but it had to be real, I could feel *it* too. I could feel the sticky insides of her guts, the slight grittiness deeper within, the grippy pulsing of her asshole at base of my cock while I fucked the hand-held orifice. \n\nMy spine was burning and toes were beginning to twitch and grip at the carpeting below my feet. Arbella was moaning louder and panting, her voice went from sharp little shrieks to dead silence, until she let out a low rumbling moan. Her knees slide out from under her, and thighs began to tremble. I could feel the toy tightening and pulsed around me, as if in sync with her ass spasming. I could even feel the dull twisty motions of her rolling her hips. \n\nI could hear her faint panting and groaning. I could see her hips writhing as I pressed my cock deep. Coaxed on by Arbella's voodoo ass-spasms my own orgasm struck. It was as if electricity traveled down my spine, and then exploded out the end of my cock. The jolts forced my hips forward, and Arbella whimpered with each new thrust. It seemed to go on for minutes, my cock spurted out such a heavy load, I could feel the weight of it building in the sex toy. Once I caught my breath I slid my cock free. The toy was surprisingly empty. There was no more than a few streaks cum across my cock. When I peeked out the window, Arbella was gone. Then the doorbell rang." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You cant open your eyes or Medusas gaze will turn you to stone. But she can do whatever she wants to you while you stand there, quivering in fear." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh my! You're a cute one aren't you?\"\n \nI freeze. That has to be her! Medusa! I close my eyes and swing my sword wildly, just in case she's trying to attack me from the front. As I strike the air with my blade, I hear laughter echoing throughout the large room. I try to swing at where the sound is coming from, but it appears to be coming from everywhere at once! \n \nEventually, I become too tired to slash anymore, and pant for breath as I raise my sword into a more defensive position. But then, all of a sudden, I hear the sound of a whip cracking, and suddenly my hand is consumed by a sharp stinging pain. I wince in pain a bit, but refuse to make the mistake of opening my eyes. My blade clatters to the floor as my sword arm is once again struck by an unseen weapon. \n \nI quickly try to reach down in order to retrieve it, but before I can do so, something starts wrapping around my legs. It's large, cold, and feels strangely smooth. Medusa! This must be her tail! She used it to strike my hand and is now coiling it around me! I try and use my arms to free myself, but my efforts are in vain. There is more strength in this Gorgon's tail than there is in my entire body. \n \nOnce again, I hear the vile beast chuckling, the sound bouncing off of every stone as she laughs at her victory. I never should have come here. I knew from the very beginning that I was too experienced. But I came anyway. Why? Because everyone thought I couldn't do it. They all thought the great and powerful Medusa would best me. And I wanted to prove them wrong. \n \nAll I've done however, is prove them right. The monster's tail has now wrapped around almost all of my body. I can't move my legs, or my arms. The only part of me that can move at all is my head. \n \nI feel myself being raised in the air, and prepare for the end. But even though I feel that my death is imminent, I still keep my eyes close. I'd rather die whilst still being made of flesh and blood, than be trapped as a stone forever. The horrid creature's laughter dies down, and the heat of her breath stings my cheeks as she pulls me in closer. \n \n\"Mmm, a cute one indeed! Look at you, trying to be a *real* adventurer! I bet you thought you could beat me with just a sword, didn't you? Oh you are so cute, I could just eat you up right now!\"The beast's voice is certainly unique. I was expecting it to be shrill or gravelly, but it isn't. It's soft with just a slight edge to it. \n \nHer breath isn't terrible either. My nose was expecting to smell rotten meat or decaying corpses, but instead my nostrils are being filled with the scent of lavender and mint. The aroma becomes clearer and more powerful as Medusa brings her face closer to mine. This is it. She's going to eat me. Mother, Father, I'm so sorry! Forgive me for being such a fool! Forgive me for... \n \nMmmmph!? \n \nAre these her lips? They certainly *feel* like her lips. They're soft, slightly wet, and are currently being pressed against my mouth! She's kissing me! What? Why? I thought she was a monster! I thought she killed people by turning them to stone! Why is she kissing me? Why? \n \nThough I'm more surprised and shocked than anyone in the world right now, I somehow manage to keep my eyes closed. All that eye training I did before I came here paid off! That's one thing that did at least. \n \nThe longer the beast kisses me the more I start feeling like I might kind of be enjoying this. Medusa's lips aren't unpleasant, and as I mentioned earlier, neither is her breath. And she certainly knows how to kiss! She's not too gentle, but not too forceful either! She's just right! Wait, what am I saying? She's a monster, why am I complimenting her kissing skills? \n \nAs the kiss continues, my cheeks are suddenly embraced by something cold. Perhaps these are Medusa's hands? They're about the same temperature as her tail. But they're all's surprisingly gentle. I had expected her hands to be rough and full of callouses, but the hands I'm feeling against my face are like those of a noble woman. \n \nThe sound of her snake heads hissing eventually reaches my ears, and I thank my lucky stars that their tongues can't reach my head from where they are. Speaking of tongues, the Gorgon slowly inserts hers into my mouth and begins searching for mine. She rubs and brushes against it constantly once she finds it, giving the poor appendage no reprive. \n \nAs our sordid dance continues, I realize something. I'm enjoying this! Even though Medusa is a monster, her kiss feels how I imagine an angel's would feel! I can't ignore it or hide it anymore! This feels amazing! \n \nMy tongue leaps into action, and begins copying the Gorgon's. I moan into her mouth as we passionately share an intimate moment together. This is incredible! I've never met a human who could make me feel like this before! \n \nHowever, all good things must come to an end. And that includes the creature's kiss. After what feels like hours but was probably only minutes, she pulls away, leaving me feeling sad. I try to call out to her, but before I can do so, I feel something being slipped into my head. \n \nI open my eyes, and yet still see nothing but darkness. \n \nA blindfold. \n \n\"There! That'll prevent any unfortunate accidents! I can't have you turning to stone, not when you're so much fun!\"I feel myself being pulled into another room, and can't help but wonder what the Gorgon has planned. \n \nWhatever it is, I'm excited for it, and not in the least bit afraid." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "At a Halloween party, a spell turns everyone into the costume they're wearing. In addition to acquiring new forms and abilities, the partygoers are overcome with powerful sex drives." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "(Disclaimer: It's gonna get weird.) \n \nThere was a flash of light. Sandra still held the solo cup in her hand, a bottle of Vodka in the other. It was just a mixed drink, but...There was smoke coming out of it. Purple and green and orange. \n \nThe room was still, even while the bass thumped across the apartment. Some screams were heard, shock and awe. \n \nMostly at the actual fucking velociraptor that had appeared in the middle of the room. \n \nIt backed up and held up it's hands. \"Woa woa guys, whats wrooOOOH MY GOD.\"\n \n\"Jake what the fuck! How did-\"a black catgirl reached out to touch him, but noticed she had fuzzy hands. \"No one laced our drinks, right?\"\n \nSandra was frozen still. She hadn't, right? She was staring at the little red cup in her hand, the smoke was dissipating. She slowly removed her witch hat. \n \n\"I might have, accidentally...Cast a spell?\"\n \n\"Sandra that's just a costume. Jake is *actually a dinosaur.*\"\n \n\"Yeah Sandra what the hell!? Turn me back!\"Jake looked around, long tail swinging into another guest. \"And give me my pants back!\"\n \n\"Woa, dino dick.\"The catgirl, Molly pointed out a big set on Jake, in full view. \n \n\"This is insane, I mean I'm just a sexy witch not a real one!\"Sandra threw up her hands and waved them. \"It's not like i can just 'abracadabra-\"\n \nA humongous bag of weed appeared on the kitchen island. \n \n*\"Score!\"* a web shot down from the ceiling, snatching the bag with a *thwip.* \n \n\"No way.\"\n \n\"Yeah, I'm spiderman. You wanna be my Mary Jane?\"\n \nSandra looked up at Ryan, crouched on the ceiling. She poured and knocked back a shot. \"Fuck it.\"\n \nHe descended down from the ceiling on a line and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. It was deep and she was getting into it, unsure if it was the Vodka or her magic that made her body feel so electric. \n \nMolly was still looking at Jakes swinging balls and huge dick. \"I don't remember that being a part of your costume,\"she teased. \n \nJake's lizard eyes went from Molly to Sandra and Spiderman sucking face and back to Molly. \"It wasn't, i mean isn't, i mean- i don't think this is a costume any more. C'mon, change us back!\"\n \nMolly sashayed up to his large scaly form. \"Give her a minute! Let them enjoy themselves.\"She gently laid a finger on his dick. \"You don't want to take this for a spin?\"\n \nSuddenly the door to the bathroom burst open. \"Someone tell me what the fuck is going on *right now!*\"\n \nCarol had been wearing a cow costume. Her tits had swollen so much they ripped out of her shirt- all four of them. Beads of milk occasionally dripped from her engorged nipples. \n \n\"Our hostess has become a sorceress!\"Ian stepped up to her. He had come as Conan the Barbarian, complete with headband, sandles and a claymore. It was a solid costume, but before he was a pasty nerd. Now, he was standing nearly at 7 feet and muscled like the governor himself. \n \n\"She...What!?\"\n \nMolly looked past Jake. \"Sandra has witch powers now- oh my god you have four tits.\"\n \nCarols cow ears flopped with a pout. \"Yeah well you have SIX, so >:P \"\n \nMolly looked down at her low cut top, at her hard nipples poking through the fabric where she didn't have a bra. \"Woa, i totally do!\"She took it all off. \n \nCarol looked shocked. \"Molly!\"\n \n\"Well you're going topless, so whatever! Plus oh my god this feels good,\"she ran her hands up and down both columns of tits, each one sized like a firm grapefruit. \n \nJake was visibly erect, extended at a length of around holy crap to sweet lord inches. \"What a horrible time to have a costume with little arms,\"he hissed through sharp teeth. \n \nMolly panted, \"Let me give you a hand with that.\"The words were hardly out of her mouth before his cock was in it. She took the tip into her cheeks all at once, hands fondling his apple sized balls. \n \nMolly was attempting to work his shaft into her throat while Carol and Conan looked at them awkwardly. \n \n\"Zombie costume was a bad idea.\"Phil was there beside them, pouring a drink into his unhinged mouth while it spilled out of the hole in his chest. \n \n\"This transformation must be reversed! *Sandra!!*\"Ian drew his claymore, getting a little too into his character. \n \n\"Woa woa there big guy,\"Carol hugged his waist, a huge amount of breasts engulfing his lower torso. \"I think it was an accident. Look.\"\n \nSandra had been lifted into a spider hammock with Ryan, her black dress and lacy bra all but discarded. Butterflies and lights flew off her like sparks from a campfire. \n \n\"Maybe it will wear off,\"Carol said. \"Plus,\"she beckoned Conan to lean down and whispered something in his ear. In a flash, he hoisted her over to the couch and bent her over the back of it. Her huge tits spilled onto the seat cushion in front of them, milk spraying the coffee table for an instant. He threw off her dress and lifted his loincloth to reveal a truly polished pole, hard and long enough to hang a flag from. \n \nCarol spread her legs apart and gasped as he slowly sank several inches into her. They got into a rhythm, but only half of Conans massive member could fit. One of carols hands gripped the couch with white knuckles; the other was feverishly fondling one of her four boobs and stroking a long nipple. She squealed and moaned, totally enraptured with a profound fucking. \n \nPhil sighed. \n \nHe walked past Molly and Jake- she was throating him earnestly now while Jake roared. He was humping her little face in a way that seemed dangerous, but her black tail flicked back and forth excitedly. The carpet under her was soaking wet, and so were her panties. \n \nPhil looked up to Sandra, stroking spidermans dick in their little web with tongues in eachothers mouths. \"You got a sec?\"\n \nSandra the sexy witch looked down. \"JESUS CHRIST!\"She nearly fell. \n \n\"Yeah it's not ideal.\"Phil picked up his arm- it had fallen off of his rotting flesh. \"Mind changing my costume?\"\n \nSpiderman was necking and fingering her under her skirt. \"You have something in mind?\"She said between tiny, adorable squeaks. \n \n\"...is 'woman,' an option?\"\n \n\"Lets find out!\"She waved her hand and said some gibberish. \n \nIn a puff of smoke, Phil was given an hourglass form, long red hair, perky double Ds and an ass you could bounce a penis off of. He, or rather she, was wearing a red dress and high heels like Jessica Rabbit. He had bunny ears on. \n \nPhillis* lifted her tits. \"Fuck. Yes.\"\n \n\"*I TOO REQUIRE MODIFICATIONS.*\"\n \nAn aggressive robotic voice boomed at them. It was a square, chrome robot, complete with head antennae and chest lights and buttons, none of which appeared to do anything. \"THOUGH I HAVE BECOME A SUPERIOR FORM, I WAS NOT EQUIPPED FOR THIS GATHERINGS ACTIVITY.\"\n \nSandra waved again, grinding against spidermans fingers, and gasped some incantation. \n \nA small poof later and an impressive dildo appeared, integrated into the robots crotch. \n \nPhillis stepped forward and flipped a switch, watching him buzz. \"So you're an actual sex machine now, huh?\"\n \n\"CONFIRMED. DESIGNATING FUNCTION: EXECUTE PLEASURE ON FEMALE ORGANISM.\"\n \nPhillis stepped over his rotating, vibrating toy and slipped it between her thighs. \"You wanna test drive your new external hardware?\"\n \nThe robot stared down at Phillis, with an expression describable only as 'robotic.' \n \n\"DETECTED: GIRLISH FIGURE. LARGE BREASTS. AROUSAL. THESE PARAMETERS... \n \n*...ARE ACCEPTABLE!*\"\n \n(Part 2 to be written at a more reasonable hour.)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Buying old androids from scrapyards and fixing them up was just a hobby. You never intended it to turn into a harem, but androids designed for sex are the most commonly discarded type and they're very grateful for your help." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Kim let out a sigh of relief as she lifted up her welder's mask. She'd been hard at work all morning, and it was starting to look like all her efforts would pay off pretty soon. As long as she kept up the same pace, she reckoned she would be finished fixing up her latest \"patient\"within an hour or two. \n \n\"Would you like something to drink mistress?\"\n \nKim nearly jumped out of her skin as the sound of Mary's voice broke the silence the young woman had just been basking in. \n \n\"Christ Mary! I've told you not to do that!\"Kim shouted, as she regained her composure. After taking a few deep breaths, the engineer calmed down and began talking normally. \"Yes Mary, I would like something to drink. Just please, stop sneaking up on me like that, okay? There's a lot of dangerous equipment in here. And didn't I tell you to stop calling me mistress?\"\n \n\"You did.\"Announced Bella, from the entrance to the workshop. \"But the fact that your heart began beating faster, your body began growing hotter, and your eyes began moving rapidly whilst you said that indicated to us that you didn't mean it.\"\n \nKim took a sip from the glass of water Mary was holding before responding. \"You guys really don't need to look that deeply into what I'm saying. Why can't you just take me at face value?\"\n \n\"We're sexbots.\"Mary answered, rolling her eyes. \"It's important for us to know what people really mean. That way we're able to understand when no means no, and when no means yes! We can't really perform our duties if we don't know what people want. Speaking of which...\"\n \nMary smiled with her synthetic lips, before grabbing hold of Kim's arm and pulling her up with relative ease. Before the engineer could say anything, the mischievous android grabbed hold of Kim's delectable derrire, and gave it a squeeze. \n \n\"Mary! I'm not in the mood right now!\"Kim protested, but made no effort to escape her metal lover's embrace. \n \n\"You're lying.\"Bella murmured, approaching Kim from behind. Once the android was close enough, she reached her hands underneath Kim's armpits and began kneading her bountiful breasts as if they were made of dough. Both Bella and Mary's hands were literally built for this purpose. And it showed. They made groping look like an art form. \n \n\"Come on girls! We really can't do this now! I have work to do!\"Kim whined between moans, but still didn't even struggle a little. \n \n\"It'll still be there later! You work yourself too hard anyway, you need to relax!\"Bella soothed the engineer, before brushing Kim's long black hair off of her neck so she could cover it in smooches. \n \n\"Yes, but...\"\n \n\"Um, excuse me?\"The high-pitched sound of Phoebe's voice asked from the workshop entrance. \"Are you two seriously trying to monopolize our mistress again? Again? That's like, the third time this week! That's it, I'm fetching everyone else, we're all joining in this time!\"And with that said, Phoebe turned on her heels and began marching off to go find the other four androids Kim had fixed. \n \n\"Phoebe, wait! We're not...This isn't...Oh God damn it, fine! We'll all have sex! Are you two happy?\"Kim scowled at Mary, but her expression softened as she once again began moaning. \n \n\"Very.\"The two androids responded in unison, before giggling like schoolgirls. \n \n\"Damn it! All you girls are so fucking bad!\"Kim growled, before wrapping her arms around Mary's cold shoulders. \n \n\"We're not bad, we're just programmed that way.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The princess REALLY wants to be captured by a dragon." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He should have known.\n\nIt was easy. Far, far too easy.\n\nA carriage with the royal seal, with only a light guard that chose to run away in a far too organized fashion the moment they heard the beat of my wings? That the princess inside the carriage not only leaped out to meet me, but smile instead of scream?\n\nHe should have *fucking known*.\n\nThe dragon let out a long suffering sigh as he pondered his options. His thoughts were quickly derailed by a sweet, too-innocent sounding voice:\n\n\"So, are you going to ravish me, yet?\"\n\n*Gods, goddesses,* anyone *. Please give me patience. For if you give me strength, I'm going to see how far a fetish-addled princess can fly.*\n\nBy all accounts she was a gorgeous example of her species, the elven race had a habit of producing real beauties, with a tall and slender frame, white gold hair and shimmering sapphire eyes. Had she been a statue of even the most pedestrian stone or clay, he would still have happily added her to his hoard.\n\nThe dragon groaned as she stepped closer, pulling aside her dress to let it drape around her hips.\n\n*But gods, why did she have to be such a pest? Please, send those paladins soon. I wish I could have put up a sign; 'no traps, just hurry'.*\n\nHe cracked open an eyelid and glanced over at her, half-out of that silky blue dress and throwing a look that would have been irresistible for a lesser male than himself. The dragon rolled the single open eye in amusement as she tried to make herself look helpless and vulnerable. Appealing to baser instincts? On him? \n\nHa.\n\nThe princess sighed as she sat up from the pile of cushions he had pulled together for her, and wandered off. Good, she'd gotten bored. Maybe he'd have some peace while she amused herself with the trinkets in his hoard. The dragon was already planning to get whatever she picked up back when he handed her off to the knights that were inevitably coming.\n\nNot ten minutes later, he heard the jingle of gold approaching.\n\nThat opened his eyes very quickly, and when he focused on the returning princess he nearly let his jaw drop; the princess had returned, this time buck naked but for the gold adorning her. Necklaces ringed her neck and draped across her shoulders, while gold bracelets and bangles clattered around her wrists. Her ears glistened with diamonds, as did her fingers. One of his longer lengths of gold chain wrapped around her hips, the rest in her hands as she made her way forward to him in a slow, deliberate walk.\n\n\"O dragon~\"She sing-songed. \"I hope you don't mind me trying on some of your hoard?\"\n\nNo, no he did not. Not at all. \n\nDo continue.\n\n\"Do you like what you see?\"The princess asked, face flush with excitement as she ran her hand over her collarbone, letting the light dance over the jeweled necklaces that she had acquired.\n\nHe snagged the length of chain from her hands, and pulled her in as she let out a squeal of excitement.\n\n= = = = =\n\nThe Knight-Captain finished her trek up the slope, finding herself at the mouth of the dragon's lair. She arrived just in time to hear a shriek of female distress.\n\nThe rest of the princess' guard detail was only a few minutes behind her and another cry split the air. The Knight-Captain let out a curse, and slammed her helmet down as she charged into the cave, heedless of any danger.\n\nWhat she found was the princess, dressed up like she was a crystal chandelier, on her hands and knees.\n\nOn her hands and knees, beneath the hips of a fifteen foot long dragon, her stomach bulging slightly as he fucked her senseless. Another shriek of ecstacy escaped her lips as her bejeweled necklaces slammed against her breasts, driven forward by the power of draconic dick.\n\nThe Knight-Captain hesitated for a moment as she watched her princess cum, howling for her captor to go faster. To pound her harder. To breed her.\n\nGlancing back to make sure she was alone, the Knight-Captain shuffled to one side and loosened her belt, throwing off a gauntlet and wiping it on the cloth tabard before plunging it into her wet folds.\n\nBoth women managed to cum at the same time, even as the dragon roared his own climax, and filled the elven princess with his seed." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It was The Night Of Eros, and she was wearing a red choker on campus. That meant that anyone invisible was free to have their way with her...She'd never been this wet in her life." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Pt 1.\n\nMelanie sat on a round, iron chair built for outdoor use, halfway through a cup of expensive tea and with a university newspaper in her other hand. She skipped the article on the \"Night of Eros\", there was nothing in it that she didn't know herself. On second thoughts...She skimmed the piece. It read more like a warning than anything else. On the off chance there was anyone who wasn't acutely aware of what happened tonight. It was surprisingly light on the details on how to participate. She supposed it made sense that the Dean was trying to discourage that kind of behaviour on campus but she doubted have any great impact. It was an old tradition.\n\n She sipped her slowly cooling tea and tugged with a finger on the red choker clasped around her neck. The sun was beginning to set but the caf usually remained open late on weekdays. More importantly, once the sun was down, she was fair game to any unseen predators. According to tradition that is. She uncrossed and recrossed her legs, her elegant form being watched by multiple invisible eyes. A mage of her level could feel them, even if she didn't know where they were. They watched with bated breath, incredulous and counting down the minutes until the last of the daylight was gone, certain she was about to get up and leave any second. But she wasn't going anywhere. \n\n Someone settled into the chair opposite her, on the other side of the small round table with its umbrella pole jutting through the middle. She looked up cooly. It was Sandra Wood. A somewhat plain girl with her ginger hair tied back in a loose ponytail in a hoodie and jeans. She looked concerned. \"Yes Sandra?\"Melanie looked up from her paper, expressionless. \"Hi, sorry! I was just walking by and I noticed you sitting here and I just thought I'd check in. You, uh...you know it's getting dark pretty soon, right?\"Behind where Sandra was seated stood a dark skinned girl of a similar age. Melanie didn't know her.\n\n\"Yes. what of it?\"She asked tersely. She didn't have patience for time wasters. \"Well um...\"Sandra looked back at her friend for a prompt but didn't get one. \"You do know what day it is?\"\"Thursday. Is that what you wanted to ask?\"her icy grey eyes were piercing, her gaze unshaking over the rims of her rectangular glasses. \n\n\"Well, that 'Night of Eros' bullshit is on tonight.\"Melanie did not reply. She did not even blink. Sandra continued, genuinely confused. \"...And you're even wearing a choker? Women wearing a red choker are, kind of assumed to be...participants. I just saw you sitting out here, and I thought I better warn you, you know, before the frat boys get any ideas.\"She slowly trailed off into a hushed voice. Glancing around as if she'd have any chance of spotting a potential assailant. Melanie finished her tea and turned her paper over to look at the next page, finally removing her icy glare from Sandra. \"Is that all you wanted to say?\"\n\n Sandra's face went slack as she processed the implications of what she was hearing. \"B-b-but...\"She stood up quickly and in a loud whisper addressed Melanie one last time. \n\n\"But Professor Cooke!\"\n\nIn front of Sandra was sat the poised, elegant Professor Melanie Cooke, head of advanced transcribing techniques and a famously cold and stern professional. The emotionless, but still terrifying grey-eyed gaze that locked back onto her student came from behind black, simple rectangular glasses the arms of which were barely hidden by the immaculate, shining short, dark hair that only extended down to about her jaw and looked like it was maintained with a ruler and an exacto-knife. She wore little makeup and needed even less with her high cheekbones and seductive but dangerous eyes. She wore a natural shade of lipstick and below the tight red choker that denoted her as a willing target for tonight's festivities she was all business. \n\nA well fitting, white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow betrayed just a bit of her sexuality, the swell of her breasts shaping the crisp fabric's contours and a hint of her black lace bra visible thanks to the two top buttons, which were open now she was off the clock. After that, it was a tight black pencil skirt and tights that showed off the thirty-something year old's phenomenal legs without giving any indication that she was trying to impress. Black high heels matched the rest of this ensemble. One resting firmly on the outdoor tiling and the other suspended at an angle, thanks to her habit of sitting with her legs crossed. \n\nThe look she was giving her now made Sandra feel like a school kid who'd just been addressed accusingly by the single scariest teacher in the yard. \"If you're so worried then I recommend you get inside yourselves. It really is getting rather late girls.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "They both wished upon the same shooting star, and there's been a bit of a mix-up. As a result, his sister will be getting *his* wish to get more attention from girls, and he'll be getting *her* wish, to be the star quarterback's *girlfriend*..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Akumi woke up all aflutter. Her body felt all tingly, and she felt stronger, even healthier. She grinned in delight. \"Looks like that shooting star could have worked its magic!\"\n\nShe never usually believed in superstitions like shooting stars, but the one last night sparked something in her, something that urged her to make a wish, the wish she'd always longed for.\n\nShe even felt different this morning. You'd never know.\n\n\"If I'm Jonah's girlfriend, he must have at least sent me a text!\"She giggled to herself, fumbling for her phone at her bedside table.\n\nShe pressed open to see....no message from Jonah. She rolled her eyes, disappointed. \n\n\"Whatever, not like this crap was gonna work,\"she muttered. Akumi would have tossed her phone aside and gone back to a fitful sleep, had another text not caught her eye.\n\n\"Heyyo cutie you up?\"was a text from Jessica, some quarterback's sister. Akumi was never really close to her.\n\nShe wondered what to do. \"It's not like I know this girl..\"she thought. Nevertheless, she shook her black fringe out of her face and sent a reply.\n\n\"not much girl. whats up?\"she sent back.\n\n\"Simple and to the point,\"Akumi thought. Her phone suddenly vibrated again.\n\n\"Was wondering whether u wanted to hang out. just thought of u in the middle of the night lmao \"\n\nThere were also five other texts, all from five different girls Akumi had never even talked to, let alone given her number to.\n\nThey were some variation of, \"Hey, you up? I just thought of you in the middle of the night, and I think you're pretty damn hot,\"\n\nAkumi raised her eyebrows just as she got another text. This was going to be a weird day.\n\n___\n\nSeungho's exercise routine was interrupted by the buzzing of his phone.\n\n\"No one ever texts me in the morning,\"he thought as he walked over to his desk.\n\n\"i'm coming over to pick you up. ice cream date? \"was the text.\n\nSeungho was a bit confused, as the text was coming from the star school quarterback, Jonah Valance.\n\n\"sorry bro, wrong number im guessing \"was his reply.\n\nHe got a response even before he put his phone down.\n\n\"nice try, babe. if you dont feel like going out, we'll do something at ur house. something fun, if ya get it \"\n\nSeungho felt his face heat up. \"Why am I blushing? I'm straight, aren't I?\"he thought furiously. He knew Jonas' personality type, so this made enough sense to him.\n\nIt was obviously some practical joke.\n\n\"haha, nice joke dude but this is seungho :)\"he sent back. Maybe he still thinks this is his girlfriend.\n\n\"aaand my name's jonah. we're doing a strangers roleplay? we can do it in person, because i'm already here \"\n\nSeungho whipped his head around to see Jonah's gleaming red vintage Mustang outside his house through the window.\n\nHe stared, dumbstruck as Jonah got out of the car, gleaming with all that quarterback glow, and knocked on the door.\n\n\"I can't leave him outside,\"he thought, and opened the door nervously.\n\n\"Hey, babe,\"Jonah said, smiling. Seungho could do nothing but awkwardly wave.\n\n\"Listen, uh, Jonah, I'm not-\"Seungho was cut off by Jonah pinning him against the living room wall.\n\n\"It's only been a weekend, but f*ck, I miss you,\"Jonah whispered into Seungho's ear, sending shivers up his spine.\n\nUnable to respond, Seungho could only stutter. \"I-um-you--\"he mumbled, his face blushing red.\n\nJonah smirked, holding Seungho's hands up against the wall. \"You're so damn cute when you're nervous,\"\n\nJonah suddenly pressed his lips onto Seungho's, tongues swirling as he pressed his body closer.\n\nSeungho could only moan as he felt the crotch of his pants get tighter as Jonah slowly grinded against him.\n\n\"F-f*ck,\"Seungho panted as Jonah moved back a little, his face flushed but beaming.\n\n\"Damn, I missed that,\"Jonah said, chuckling a little.\n\nHe slid his hands down to Seungho's crotch, still smirking. \"Babe, you're hard already?\"\n\nSeungho, who had finally retained some composure, hastily said, \"No, uh, wait, this is a misunderstanding--\"\n\n\"Um, what the fuck?\"\n\nSeungho and Jonah looked up to see Akumi at the foot of the stairs, dumbstruck.\n\nSeungho's face turned into a completely undiscovered shade of red.\n\nHe managed to stutter, \"I- uh - Akumi, I know this looks really bad, uh--\"\n\nJonah grinned and waved at her. \"You must be Akumi. This morning my sister couldn't stop talking about you. You a lady player?\"\n\nAkumi was dumbfounded that:\n1. She had just walked in on her brother and the star school quarterback, her CRUSH, making out\n2. Her brother seemed like he, too, had no idea what was going on, and\n3. Why was she still getting texts from random girls??\n\n(Will continue later :>>)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A hedonistic goddess who hasnt visited Earth in many decades discovers all the new sex toys she's been missing out on." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Working at a sex store seemed like an odd career choice, but...really, it was. It really was.\n\nBut what happened today? It made dealing with all the weird and awkward customers worth it.\n\nIt started with a goddess walking through the front door and getting surprised by the automatic doors. Her 'oh!' of surprise got my attention from where I was putting price tags on a new shipment of cock rings and I glanced at the CCTV screen; there, I saw a five foot nothing sample of the perfect woman, the kind you only get with a combination of diet, exercise routine, and photoshopping.\n\nHonestly, my jaw dropped.\n\nWhile she looked like someone that had stepped out of one of the magazines I had in aisle two, the way she acted made me first think she was some country bumpkin. Her surprise at the automatic doors had my brain peg her as someone from those low-tech type communities, like a Luddite or Amish village, or the super-isolated wilderness folks you saw on Discovery Channel. All being fair, I was kind of right, but in a completely different way.\n\nThe raven haired beauty's head looked like it was on a swivel, her eyes - a sapphire blue - casting her gaze up and down the rows of shelves, filled to the brim with the usual contents of a sex store; porn, dildos, vibrators, cheap costumes, and a shelf of joke books. Even through the old CCTV cameras I could see her blush.\n\nI'll be honest, I chalked her up as a naive newbie type and prepared myself to answer some awkward questions as she quietly explored the store.\n\nNothing made me think that, by the end of the night, I'd be converted to a whole new religion.\n\nIt started with me calling out a goddess for opening the shrink wrap packaging on a dildo. I had finished tagging the cock rings and had them in a basket, and I decided to pass by the customer before stocking the shelves. What I found was her digging her nails into the packaging, trying to open it up.\n\nNot the first time I'd seen that happen. \n\n\"Excuse me, miss, I'm sorry but you can't open that up unless you pay for it.\"\n\nThe first time our eyes met, I almost dropped to my knees from the sheer intensity of the gaze; not unkind, not malicious; just the sheer presence and weight behind it was almost enough to make my knees quiver, but three years of retail experience had borne me through the Karens, and it got me through my first encounter with a goddess.\n\n\"Then how am I supposed to see this 'dildo'...inside?\"Her accent was strange, vaguely eastern european, and was surprisingly genuine in its confusion. \n\n\"Here, there's an opened box here.\"I set the basket down and, I will admit, swept my gaze up her figure as I moved up to help her. Her short and slender body was wrapped up in a figure hugging dress of deep burgundy, made of a silky material that made me wonder if she had anything on underneath. It took me a second to realize I had stopped to admire her, but rather than give me a dirty look or that sort of unpleasantness, the customer gave me a wicked smile and looked me up and down as well, with those piecing sapphire eyes.\n\nHoo boy.\n\n\"Uh. Yes. Here.\"I stepped around her, grabbing a box that had already been opened up (by another customer who had been faster than her, and had dashed out the door when I had asked them to pay up) and pulled the rabbit vibrator out of the box. \"Here here you go.\"\n\n\"I see.\"She seemed confused, turning the dildo over and over in her hands, her fingers manipulating it with a deftness that had an entirely different effect on me than her gaze had. \"This is meant to be more than just a lump of plastic?\"\n\n\"Well, yes and no; that product uses some very high-quality silicone and also features a vibrator feature.\"I explained, stepping back into my salesman role.\n\n\"Vibrator feature?\"She parroted at me, turning her attention to the tip of the fake cock. I immediately had thoughts of her sucking on it. Which lead to me thinking about her sucking on *me*. Which lead to me thinking about her doing all sorts of things with me.\n\nMy sudden, lusty daydream was broken when she turned the dildo over. \"I see. Can you show me how?\"\n\n\"Sure, I'll just grab some batteries from behind the counter. Give me ten seconds, okay?\"\n\nHer smile had me struggling to pull away but I managed it once again, and didn't-quite-run back to the counter before grabbing a pair of loose rechargable AAs and not-quite-run to the aisle again.\n\nWhere the goddess had dropped her dress and let it pool around her ankles, revealing that yes indeed, she wasn't wearing anything underneath.\n\nI gawked in utter silence as feminine perfection stepped out from the red pool of flimsy dress material.\n\n\"Uh.\"\n\nThe woman grinned, holding the purple dildo up towards me. \"You said you'd show me how this was used.\"\n\n\"Uh.\"\n\nHer light laughter broke the spell, and the goddess beckoned me forward. I half-stumbled over myself to walk up to her (she only came up to my shoulders!) and produced the batteries. She passed me the dildo and I quickly popped open the battery case, slipped the AAs in, and closed it up again.\n\n\"Mmm, go on\"Her request was breathy as she leaned forward, her B-cups hanging low as she inspected it. \"Is that it? You put those in and?\"\n\nI hurriedly flicked the switch, and the dildo came to life in my hand, humming pleasantly as the woman blinked in surprise. \n\n\"Oh. Oh my.\"She reached up and grabbed it, feeling the toy vibrate in her fingers. \"What marvelous things you've made.\"\n\n\"Uh, I'm just the retailer?\"I awkwardly replied.\n\nShe giggled, the sound too beautiful for words.\n\n\"No matter. Now you said you'd show me how to use this?\"\n\nThe stupid part of me that missed it when a girl was hinting that she liked me almost answered 'you just stick it into your pussy'.\n\nThe part of me that wailed in regret when the hint sunk in the next year slapped the stupid part down and said, 'FUCKING DO IT'.\n\nI nodded, and slowly inched the dildo towards her womanhood. I gave her every chance to push it away, to tell me no. She instead slid her hand around my wrist and pulled it in the rest of the way.\n\nHer short gasp and pleasant moan told me that I had not shamed my ancestors that night.\n\nThe woman's face contorted in unfamiliar pleasure as I worked the dildo back and forth, trying to find her sweet spot as she stood there and took it, her hands forming into fists as her knees trembled and nipples quickly perked up. I stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her to support her, and planted the tip of the dildo right on her clit.\n\nShe let out a loud, surprised moan and her knees buckled, only my arms slowing her fall and saving her from painfully hitting the floor with her knees. I followed her down pressing my attack with the dildo, and watched as her hand went to her womanhood. I moved the tip away and back to the entrance of her pussy, pressing the dildo in harder, while the woman's hand went to her clit, teasing it harder as I slid the first inch of the vibrator into her. She let out another loud moan, her voice melodic and full of pleasure as she locked eyes with me.\n\nThey crossed when I flicked the switch and set the vibrator from 'low' to 'high'.\n\nHer back arched and I felt a splash of something warm and wet hitting my hand as she loosed another cry, her tits jiggling slightly as her hips began to rock back and forth, which prompted me to push the dildo in deeper, and deeper again when she let out another moan, wordlessly egging me on.\n\nI shoved the rest of the dildo into her and let the rabbit 'ears' press against her clit. Her eyes bulged as it bottomed out inside her and I began to pound her with it, my palm slapping against her pussy lips as she jerked her head up to me in surprise and I swear a blinding light pulsed through the store as she came, her core muscles clamping down on the dildo as she absolutely lost it and climaxed hard, my hand covering her mouth and keeping her from screaming outright as her eyes rolled up in their sockets and her body shuddered in delightful climax.\n\nIt lasted two minutes.\n\nBy the end of it, a small pool of feminine fluids had formed on the floor, my hand was soaked, and the dildo had slid out and down. I turned it off and slowly pulled it out of her, which got more pleasant noises to leave her as I did.\n\nBreathless, she curled up on my lap and I was happy to offer her something better than the tile floor.\n\n\"Amazing. You made such amazing things.\"She whimpered.\n\n\"That's just the dildo company, miss.\"I laughed. \"I'm just\"\n\n\"The one to fuck me senseless with a mere toy and one hand.\"She finished for me, moving around to get a hand to slide up my thigh and onto my crotch. \"One wonders what you can do with this, mmm?\"\n\n\"Uh.\"\n\n\"Don't worry. With *this*, I know what to do.\"She giggled, and my pants came off.\n\n[Should I continue?] ;)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Dark Queen walks in on her second-in-command and the Fated Hero making sweet, passionate love." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Queen Malicia looked over her board of advisors, all avoiding direct eye contact. Some scratching their horns, others rubbing their spiky rock-like stubble. Mostly demons, a cursed warrior or two, a couple un-dead kings. \n\nIt was hard for most of them to resist stealing glances at her though. She was breath-takingly beautiful, after all. Golden eyes upon a soft, symmetrical face. Luscious, waving ginger hair topped by night-hued horns that pointed upwards. Her locks cascaded over her shoulders and rested atop her copious chest. A massive, devilishly ripe and perky set of breasts. Only thin, revealing robes covered her body from the sight of her subordinates. Even then, they could all tell she wore nothing else, not counting jewelry. \n\nAll of them stuck in the meeting room, waiting for the war meeting to commence. Well, it was less of a meeting room, and more of a giant throne hall with a big table in the middle. A table made from the tree of life. One member watched the eternal sparks of trapped souls flow through the fibers.\n\n\"Y...your highness...she's almost half an hour late...perhaps we can start...?\"One member raised his bony shriveled hand, a lich with a pair of glasses, the frame made of human teeth.\n\nShe sighed, shrugged her pale shoulders and lifted a small and excessively gothic gavel adorned with a tiny jewel-eyed skull at the top. She held her slender finger softly against her cheek, looking off with a small visage of disappointment.\n\n\"I suppose it can't be helped.\"Wistfully, yet gently she expressed her dissatisfaction, like a mother lamenting an unfavorable change in weather, or more aptly, worrying about her child.\n\n\"My greatest apologies, your highness!\"On the wheels of a hell-hound driven chariot, a women came speeding in, parting open the hall's massive steel doors. The beasts halted inches from the table, the sudden cessation of motion tossing her forward and onto the table. She flipped gracefully, landing in a bow of prostration.\n\n\"Oh, Keresa. You made it.\"Malicia offered a small smile. \"I was just about to start the war meeting.\"\n\n\"I can not express my shame enough for showing up late! My...duties consumed my sense of time!\"Good thing she was bowing, or the Dark Queen would see her shifting eyes.\n\nMalicia nodded, hands on her hips. \"Punctuality is godliness! Or was it cleanliness? Point is, we have to strive to do our best at everything we can if we want to succeed, right? Together, we can plunge the mortal realm into a thousand years of darkness and torment!\"She beamed, her attempt at scolding morphing into motivation for the entire board. They verbally agreed, a small chatter among them becoming soft claps. The air suddenly became much more soothing and up-beat.\n\nShe pounded the gavel so gently and gracefully. \"Go ahead and take a seat, okay Keresa?\"\n\nShe did as she was told, sitting in the open seat at the left of her. \"Alrighty, Ragnamasamune, you had a strategy for taking down those pesky viking Yjorrinites? What was it again? Driving the jarls into homicidal madness, correct?\"\n\nKeresa sat, face blushing, only really half listening. Her mind was stuck on what she was engaged in earlier. She toyed with her dark blue hair, remembering it, almost cracking a smile. But her guilt stopped her from full reveling in it. She wasn't supposed to indulge like she did. It went way past the necessary techniques, and what she was ordered to do.\n\n\"Keresa?\"\n\nSuddenly jerked back into the discussion as her mind wandered, she gasped.\n\n\"Y-yes!? Your eternal umbralness?\"She panicked. What were they talking about?\n\n\"Oh, um, sorry!\"A bit startled herself, Malicia leaned away slightly. \"You mustve been trying to remember what you got out of him, right?\"Malicia tilted her head, curious to know what Keresa had to discover.\n\n\"Got...out of...him?\"Keresa's face turned beet red, standing out against the deep vivid blue of her straight flowing hair.\n\n\"Yeah...what you learned from him? About the Artifact he carries? Are you okay, Keresa? Do you need a rest?\"Malicia became worried. \"We can reconvene later if you feel sick.\"\n\n\"Oh, that's what you meant.\"Keresa returned to her calm, collected demeanor almost instantly. Her pale white eyes turned to her pouch where she pulled out a stone tablet that soon caught on fire before revealing a projected digital interface. \"I've recorded my findings in my Hell-o-Gram.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A practicing mage summons a demon to bargain for it's service, but something is off: this demon seems a little too eager to do anything the mage orders." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Cassandra had a final coming up. Well, two finals, that was the problem. She had to make an elixir for her alchemy major and had to summon a creature capable of complex speech for her conjugation major. That was to say nothing of the evocation and illusion minors she had coming up.\n\nShe needed a yggdrasill seed for the elixir and they didn't exist in this plane anymore, at least not naturally. She thought if she could summon a demon she could command it to return with one and deal with the consequences later. Maybe if she made enough of a spectical of it she'd be given a pass on the evocation final...\n\nThose where thoughts for later though, as she drew the appropriate circles, panicked because the dorm was about a thirty centimeters too narrow before painting thirty centimeters of the circles on the walls. She lit the candles, then with the flame from the candles she lit the incense, sprayed some magic-neutral air-freshener so the incense wouldn't give her a headache and doused the candles with her own blood.\n\nThe demon who appeared took the form of a woman somehow even smaller then she was. She was also naked. \"Oh! I've been summoned! Who summoned me? I can't wait to serve them!\"She giggled excitedly.\n\nCassandra cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. \"Demon! I have summoned you to do my bidding! I present to you your first task-\"She began with a commanding tone.\n\n\"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! My mistress is so cute! Is it to tie myself up? Shall I allow mistress to sit on my face? Shall I sit on mistress's face?\"The demon asked excitedly.\n\nCassandra was stunned silent for a moment, before saying more hesitantly. \"You shall fetch me a seed from the world tree, yggdrasill, then attend me at my finals two days from now.\"\n\n\"That doesn't sound very fun.\"The demon pouted, but disappeared with a puff of smoke, only to return when Cassandra had finally gotten it all to clear. \"Mistress, I'm baaack~\"She giggled, holding a nut that certainly seemed to be what was depicted in the text books.\n\n\"Thank you.\"Cassandra said, taking the seed from her. \"Now, I have a lot of work left before my finals, you can wear whatever you like in my dresser.\"She explained pointing her demon to the dresser in question.\nG\nIn two days time, the demon had grown irritatable, but no more willing to be dressed. \"Demon, what is the matter? You will be expected to speak with the professors on my behalf today, which means you will need to be dressed and you will be expected to be polite.\"\n\n\"But if I'm dressed how will mistress fuck me?\"She pouted \"and if she won't fuck me then what's the point?\"\n\n\"...You want me to fuck you?\"Cassandra asked \"Despite the power imbalance?\"\n\n\"Explicitly because of the power imbalance!\"The demon responded, as if that where a common desire.\n\n\"Well...fine, we have an hour before we have to go, and the elixir is done, so as long as we make this quick. Bend over.\"Cassandra commanded as her demon obeyed. \"What is your name?\"She asked, already teasing the demon's pussy.\n\n\"M-my name?\"She asked as she moaned out. \"My n-name is phillia.\"\n\n\"Well, phillia, if this is all it takes to keep you in line, we're going to have a long, mutually beneficial relationship.\"Cassandra promised softly, slowly inserting a single finger into her.\n\nHer demon moaned out. \"Y-yes mistress! A-all I need is your touch, I-I'll do anything for it!\"\n\n\"Well for now, my requests are simple. You will be presentable to my professors. We will see what your role is after that.\"She said, gently playing with the demon's clit for a moment before she came. Cassandra gave her a sharp spank. \"Tell me when you're going to do that next time, now I need to change...\"\n\n\"S-sorry mistress.\"Phillia said, smiling sheepishly, unable to hide her enjoyment from being admonished.\n\n\"Clean up, then wear this, we don't want to be late.\"Cassandra commanded, giving phillia a dress with no panties and a kiss on the cheek. \"If we do well I'll take you on a date.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You once ordered a custom dildo molded after your penis as a joke which you later forgotten about. While handing off a box of old stuff to your younger sister, you remembered the dildo and hoped she wont ask questions. You later pass by her room as she moans about how perfect the dildo felt." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Fuck! Fuck! Where is it? I bemoaned. Its got to be here!\r\nI frantically searched through the boxes in the bottom of my closet. It just had to be here. But I couldnt find it. A custom dildo modeled after my own cock! In blue!\n\r\nI had ordered it as a joke for an ex-girl friend while in college. It was going to be a joke, even though I secretly fantasized about her using it. Man was she a kinky slut. But we had broken up before it arrived. It turned out one cock wasnt kinky enough for her, she fucked half the guys on my floor behind my back. Anyway, since it had cost a pretty penny, especially for someone on a tight budget, I had kept it. It ended up shoved in a box in the bottom of my closet in my parents house when I came home for the summer that year. Now that I had graduated, gotten a job, been let go from that job and ended up back home in the bedroom I grew up in, well I had completely forgotten about it until just a few moments ago. My younger sister, who was currently home from her sophomore year in college, came into my room and shyly asked if she could have a box of stuff from the back of closet.\n\r\nI was trying to beat a boss in Elden Ring and was getting ass handed me over and over. So I was distracted and didnt really pay attention to what she was asking. Nor even as to why she would want a box from my closet, let alone if she knew what was in it or if she did, how? Of course I did get distracted by the tiny pink shorts pulled tight over her bubble butt as she bent at the waist to pick the box up from the bottom of my closet. Of course the momentary distraction made me die again.\n\r\nIt wasnt until I rage quit the game an hour later after making almost no progress, that it occurred to me that she might have taken the box with the custom dildo in it. So in a moment of panic I raced to my closet and began frantically searching for it. Even though I knew deep down that she taken the box with it in it, I hoped in desperation that I was wrong.\n\r\nFuck! I cried as I sat back on my knees. The custom dildo was no longer in my closet.\n\r\nI quietly slipped out of my room and down the hall to my sisters room. I wasnt sure what I hoped. Maybe she had left and gone out with friends. Maybe she hadnt even opened the box yet. Yeah thats it, she hasnt opened the box yet, I lied to myself.\n\r\nBut what I hadnt expected was to hear the soft moans coming from my sisters room.\n\r\n I crept closer to the door.\n\r\nOh, yes! I heard the muffled voice of my sister. \n\r\nHer door was opened a crack.\n\r\nI peered in.\n\r\nMy sister was in her bed. Laying on her back. Naked!\r\nI could see the faint sheen of sweat glistening on her body. I could hear soft moans and grunts coming from her. Her hands were between her legs. Her supple breasts bouncing back and forth as she was frantically pumping something in and out of her pussy.\n\r\nOh God! My sister cried. This feels amazing. It fits so perfectly! \n\r\nHer body arched, her face scrunched up. Oh fuck, Im coming! she screamed.\n\r\nI couldnt look away. My cock was frustratingly at full mast, tight in my pants. I needed to relieve myself. But I couldnt. I had to know.\n\r\nA moment later, she pulled something from between her legs as she came down from her high.\n\r\nIt was the blue shaded custom dildo modeled after my cock!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Her witch BFF thought it would be a fun prank to give guys fleshlights modeled after her friend's vagina. Especially fun considering they were mystically linked to it..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Fuuuuck,\"she was moaning loudly from her perch on the couch, biting her lip while looking lustfully at her phone. \"He's sooo hot.\"I rolled my eyes, stirring more honey into my steaming cup of tea. \"Well, have a good night,\"I waved over my shoulder as I padded from the apartment kitchenette to my room. \"Don't cream your pants on my leather couch.\"\n\nEnter my friend: Beth. An introvert to the max, she'd been wildly unsuccessful in all romantic and sexual endeavors during our three long years in university. She spent her days gazing longingly at celebrities from her TV-shows she always binged, or some fictional character from a game or book, bemoaning about her lack of getting laid all the while. And little did she know, but I had the biggest crush on her since day one.\n\nValentines Day was coming up, much to Beth's chagrin. We'd spent the last three Valentines commiserating on the lack of dick in our lives while getting wine-drunk; I decided I wanted to change it up this year. \n\nUnbeknownst to Beth, I practiced a bit of the dark arts in my spare time - witchcraft, for lack of a better term. Most of it was just meditation and spiritualism - but tonight I was determined to push further, test my limits and my powers on what I thought to be my greatest idea yet. \n\nI still felt a little silly, kneeling at my handmade altar with a fucking Fleshlight arranged carefully among salt sigils and lavender-scented candles. But, you never know until you try, right? I took in a deep breath and began to concentrate. I sprinkled rosehip oil over the Fleshlight, murmured a few words, then took the strands of Beth's hair I'd taken from her hairbrush and burned them over one of the candles. The wax from that candle was dripped onto the Fleshlight, and then-\n\nThere was a tingle in my fingers and I tensed, expecting something big to happen - an explosion, a flash of light, a gust of sudden wind - but nothing happened. I stared at the Fleshlight. It didn't appear any different, save the hardened wax on its side. I chewed my lip contemplatively. 'Did it work...?'\n\nOnly one way to find out now.\n\nIt wasn't long before I heard the click of Beth's bedroom door closing, and the rustling of her bedsheets as she crawled into bed. She put on a show on her laptop to fall asleep to, and I quietly put on my coat and my boots and crept back out into the apartment. I stole out into the chilly night as quietly as I could. \n\nGreek row was very close to our apartment complex - I could cut through the hill just behind our building and come out next to Sigma Phi. The sounds of roaring laughter and thumping EDM assaulted my ears as I crunched through the snow to my destination.\n\nMost of the frat boys were out in the front, playing beer pong and trying to score with any poor sorority girls that were there just for the free beer and weed. The back way was mostly dark - perfect for what I needed. I took out the box that held the Fleshlight that I had *carefully* resealed, and placed it on the back doorstep as if it were a delivered package.\n\nAll there was to do now was wait.\n\n---\n\nValentines Day happened to fall on a Saturday, so Beth and I spent most of the day together in our small apartment. As the night's cold crept in, we that drinking copious amounts of hot cocoa and watching movies was our best course of action. I tried my best not to be nervous, keeping my eyes glued to the screen of whatever movie we were watching.\n\n\"Ughhh, another Valentines alone,\"Beth groaned, plopping down with a fresh batch of hot cocoa. \"I guess it's okay, all the guys here are fuckboys anyway.\"\n\n\"Yeah, fuck 'em,\"I agreed, eyeing the clock. It was nearly 10 - surely someone had found it by now. Whether they'd use it-\n\n\"Mmnphgh-!?\"Beth cried, spraying hot cocoa.\n\n\"Beth?\"I asked, wondering if she was choking. \"What's wrong-\"\n\n\"I- nngh...\"she tried to stand but immediately crossed her legs, quivering. \"Wuh...\"\n\nElectricity prickled down my spine and a smile crept into my face. 'Holy shit, I think it worked!'\n\n\"I'll, um, be...mmph...right back...\"Beth was panting.\n\n\"Oh, Bethany, you aren't going *anywhere*,\"I said with a grin. Beth couldn't even word a reply, melting into a shivering mess on the floor. I set my cocoa down on the coffee table then grabbed her and set her back down on the couch.\n\n\"Wuh...what did you dooo ooohh...\"\n\nI wiped a line of drool from the corner of her mouth. \"I thought I might spice things up a little for Valentine's Day, give you the fuck you so desperately deserve.\"\n\n\"Wuhh??\"\n\nI twirled a lock of her hair around my fingers. \"I might've made an enchanted Fleshlight linked to you. But I doubt you want to hear specifics. The bottom line is, you're getting fucked by one or more of those prize studs up at the frat houses all night, and I get to watch.\"\n\nBeth was just moaning now, her head thrown back and her hands desperately rubbing at the front of her jeans. I swatted her hands away and undid the zipper myself, sliding the hem of her pants away to reveal cute white and pink panties. She keened and bucked her hips, grazing my hands with her wet mound.\n\n\"How does it feel?\"I asked with a smirk, fighting the urge to slide my fingers underneath the delicate white fabric and feel how wet she was.\n\n\"Fffuck...this is the beeeest...\"She was barely coherent, her whole body jerking to the unseen tempo of whoever was fucking her Fleshlight. \"You...you really did this...?\"\n\n\"Mmhm,\"I purred as I moved to slide Beth's jeans over her hips, which she obligingly lifted and helped me peel the denim off her legs. \"I could...do other things too, if you'd like. Make you feel *so* good...\"\n\n\"Ugh...you don't know how fucking long I've been wanting you to touch me,\"Beth squealed. \"Please, PLEASE fucking touch me, I want you so bad please god mmph-!\"\n\nIn one swift motion, Beth's panties were around her ankles and my mouth was hot and sticky with the copious amounts of juice that was flowing from her pulsating cunt. I could feel her internal muscles contracting and quivering with pleasure as I pressed my lips hard against her slick folds, grazing her clit with my teeth. She had a vice grip on my hair as I sucked on her hardening clit, rolling it against my tongue like a pebble. I had to hold myself steady against her bucking hips, eventually submitting to her frenzied grinding against my face.\n\n\"Oh my god! Oh my god, I'm going to cum, I'm gonna-\"\n\nWith both hands Beth grabbed and held my face, wrapping her legs around my head as she shook with ecstasy. I could feel every powerful pulse of her orgasm, nearly coming close myself from the exhilaration. Right when my head began to spin from a lack of oxygen she released me, her limbs slackening and hitting the couch with a dull thud.\n\n\"Oh...oh my god,\"Beth breathed. \"That was amazing.\"\n\n\"Glad you think so,\"I panted, wiping my dripping mouth with the back of my hand, \"but we're far from done.\"\n\nI was standing over her now, licking her lingering taste off my lips as I pushed the hem of her shirt up to expose her belly. I leaned down to plant a trail of sensual kisses up her navel, sliding her shirt further and further up as I went. Her breathing hitched as I slid my fingers beneath the wire of her bra, massaging the supple skin I found underneath. Beth reached back and unclasped her bra, and I slowly pulled it away, biting my lip. \"Fuck, Beth, you are all I wanted-\"\n\nMy mouth found its way around one of her hard nipples, swirling it around with my tongue. Beth was moaning and squirming under me. \"Fuck, unh...\"\n\nSuddenly, her body jolted and shuddered, and she let out a squeal. \"Oh my god, it's starting againnnnn....!\"\n\nI couldn't help but smile. \"Just go along with the ride, baby...it's gonna be a looong night...\"\n\nShe grasped at my hand, our fingers interlocking. \"You better stay with me,\"she breathed.\n\nI smiled before going down on her again. \"Of course.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Everybody in the kingdom knows Red Dragons breathe scorching flames, and Green Dragons spit a vile toxic acid. The lesser-known Pink Dragon spews a fast-acting, maddening aphrodisiac." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Contains: dubious consent.\n\n\n----\n\n\nWhy hello there, Sir Knight, a gorgeous, nearly-nude woman purred, stroking a hand down my breastplate. I pushed her to the side as gently as I could and continued shouldering through the crowd of scantily-clad knockouts, trying to keep my visored vision off the copious amounts of female flesh on display. A low, sensual music resounded through the torchlit cavern, setting the beat for the mass of dancers - and judging by the chorus of distant moans, setting the beat for other things as well. I was taller than most of the women around me, but the sea of dimly lit heads held no sign of who I sought. Eventually, I gave up any pretense at concealment and called out.\n\n\nPrincess!\n\n\nAbout a dozen women looked my way. One of them waved.\n\n\nPrincess *Amelia!* I specified.\n\n\nIt might have been my imagination, but I thought I heard a high-pitched swear word over the music. I fought through the crowd, heading towards the noise and calling out again.\n\n\nPrincess Amelia! Where are you? I'm here to rescue you!\n\n\nThis time I definitely heard her voice. Um, no!\n\n\nWhat?\n\n\nI- Ill pass!\n\n\nW-What? I sputtered, not quite believing my ears. I noticed a thicker knot of people in the corner of the cavern where the princess seemed to be and headed that direction, doing my best not to step on the feet of the unconcerned dancers around me. Princess, this beast has ensnared your mind-\n\n\nNo, no- Im gooood, fuck- Please- please dont come over hereeeEEE-\n\n\nI finally reached a clear space in the packed floor and froze, staring at what Id found. Amelia was naked, each of her limbs held off the sandy floor by a different woman. Another had her face buried between the blushing princesss thighs, drawing out squeaks and loud moans as she squimed against the restraining hands.\n\n\nPrincess I muttered, unable to tear my eyes away.\n\n\nShe looked my way and went an even brighter shade of red, trying to hide herself as she whimpered, Nooo\n\n\nThe woman eating her out sat back on her knees, licking her lips with a tongue that was forked and quite long. There was a definite scaliness about her skin, too, though her light pink hair was the only clue I really needed. I drew my sword and pointed it at the dragon in her humanoid form as she looked me up and down.\n\n\nAmy, who's this interrupting our playtime?\n\n\nUm the princess mumbled, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Vivian One of the knights from back home\n\n\nAnother one? She stood up and stepped towards me. \n\n\nI took an answering step backwards, readying myself for an attack.Well keep trying, beast. Until Princess Amelia is safe.\n\n\nTheres no safer place in the world than this cavern, the dragon said in exasperation. Why don't you get it? She's happy here!\n\n\nYouve tricked her- Before I could finish, she lunged forward, snarling. The sword came down on her outstretched palm and was ripped out of my grasp by impossible strength. She grabbed the top of my breastplate and held me off the ground in one hand without apparent effort.\n\n\n*Humans*, she hissed, her voice low and rasping. Always thinking they know better! She took a deep, deliberate breath, staring at me with death in her eyes.\n\n\nWait! Amelia cried, frantically struggling free of the women holding her. The dragon looked over quizzically, pink smoke curling out of her nose.\n\n\nWhat is it, Amy?\n\n\nViv, your visor! Open it!\n\n\nNot understanding why but pretty sure I was dead either way, I reached up to my helmet and lifted the metal visor from my face. The dragons expression immediately changed.\n\n\nOh she breathed, more smoke spilling from her mouth. Thank you, Amy. I shouldn't have assumed, even with the voice.\n\n\nWhat? I asked, bewildered, still hanging from my armor.\n\n\nSorry Viv, but she was going to kill you Amelia mumbled, covering herself with her hands as modesty reasserted itself over urgency. I think youll like it here\n\n\nRealization shot through me as the dragon brought me down to her face, grinning. A female knight what a fine addition.\n\n\nBefore I could move, she forced her lips against mine and exhaled, filling me with warmth.\n\n\n-----\n\n\nA short thing I did on my phone, not sure about how it turned out. All comments and criticisms are welcome." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "When all else fails, roll for seduction..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uhh...\"Anthony looked around the table. He had initiative, and he was already low on health. He assumed that the bosses Armor Class had to be incredibly high. \"Fuck!\"He said, fumbling through his papers. He was a twelfth level fighter with a noble background, and everything in him said to fight...but if they fought they wouldn't win. \"I got it!\"\n\nThe DM, Anthony's childhood friend Michael, smirked. \"Okay, what you got?\"He folded his hands in front of his face.\n\nAnthony smirked in return, \"I want to seduce the Demon Lord.\"\n\nMichael tilted his head. \"You want to seduce the Demon Lord?\"He checked a quick rundown of his BBEG's background, and didn't see a resistance to seduction. \"Uh. Okay. Roll for it.\"\n\nAnthony blew on the dice, closed his eyes and let the d20 roll out of his hands. The thud, and then ensuing rolls clanked across the wooden table top. *Thud, clunk, clunk, tink --* as it hit Monica's drinking glass -- *thud.* \n\n*Natural twenty.*\n\n\"Nat twenty\"Anthony shouted as he jumped out of his seat.\n\nThe DM ran a hand over his face. \"Roll to confirm, damn it.\"He was using every resource to put a hold to this.\n\nAnthony rolled again. *Clunk, clunk, thunk, thunk, clunk. \"*AGAIN!\"He shouted. Having even used a separate d20, fate was on his side.\n\nThe DM's color ran from his face and he sat back. \"Alright,\"he said, slipping into the zone:\n\n*Lord Malivar Elricsson stepped forward, facing the Demon Lord who had just announced her desire to conquer their world. His blonde hair shimmered in the fiery light of the chamber, and he clenched his fist. \"But, Demon Lord, YOU are my WORLD.\"*\n\n*Taken aback, the Demon Lord's face changed from vicious to tender. Her face flushed and she placed a hand on her cheek. \"Really?\"She asked, walking toward the fighter, Lord Elricsson. When she reached him, the lust was evident in her eyes. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Lord Elricsson's cock and squeezed it with her clawed hand. \"I want you so bad.\"*\n\nMonica's husband, Jake, was playing a barbarian. \"I want to smash both of them with my totem.\"\n\nThe DM and Anthony both turned to him and unison said, \"What?\"\n\n\"I wanna smash them with my totem. Both of them.\"Jake grinned.\n\nMichael shrugged. \"Roll for it.\"\n\nJake absentmindedly tossed the dice across the table.\n\n*Natural twenty.*\n\nAnthony and Michael looked at each other and sighed. Anthony grimaced. \"Fuck.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "In a world where bees are sexy humanoids and they collect human semen instead of pollen." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "This prompt kept making me laugh every time I scrolled by. So, yeah. Here we go again. Shouts out to r/honeyfuckers, lmao\nStumbled across 'em about six months back.\n\n---\n\nJamal had to really go over his life choices. To be fair, there was a lot to regret. A lot to respect. And the major ones, he was still having a hard time wrapping his head around.\n\nTo be fair: that last one had some acceptable difficulty. Especially considering how he was balls deep in one of his coworkers right now.\n\nElli made a lovely set of noises below as he continued plowing into her as she wanted.\n\nEver since genetic engineering had taken off, there had been a myriad of odd scientific creations brought to light. Most of these were country by country attempts to do typical government busywork. Enhance production during work hours, bolster nation security theater, and/or occasionally subdue the general populace.\n\nYou know. The usual.\n\nBut the threat of climate change loomed over all, and as such, remained at the forefront of issues to tackle. One was of mass extinction of a variety of species over time, leaving humanity itself to possibly starve.\n\nJokes about 'furries' and 'catgirls' (thanks a lot, Elon) had increasing begun to be taken seriously, despite backpedaling from the public. A few decades of dubious genetic experimentation here and there and well...Here we are.\n\nJamal had, in his haste to bolster his bank account, signed up to work at a bee sanctuary. His routine was simple. Patrol the sanctuary, and defend against intruders. Maintain plant life and nectar supplies in tandem with the production department. And occasionally-\n\n\"C'mon!\"Elli explained as she rolled herself over, \"Let's do it this way!\"\n\nDick down the lovely denizens that inhabited said sanctuary. Jamal, despite his rather amiable background still had a hard time comprehending that part. And Elli despite her pleasure had noticed.\n\n\"What are you thinking about??\"She giggled as he kept going.\n\nThe question felt so surreal, he almost pulled out and stopped. *Almost.* Instead he tried not to laugh as he continued fucking her wantonly.\n\n\"Nothing, babe.\"He finally answered.\n\nElli and Jamal were a thing at this point. It wasn't unheard of at this point in human history. But as long as they didn't interfere with work and followed health standards, who cared? Gotta' rebuild that bee population somehow.\n\n\"Let me taste.\"Elli finally requested again.\n\n\"Seriously?!\"Jamal asked.\n\nShe always made him cum in her mouth. Her body glistened with sweat and nectar at this point. A shared triumph of their lovemaking. But there was slight protest.\n\n\"You always do this.\"Jamal commented as she worked her throat up and down his shaft, vibrating as she did so. She looked up at him and let him out of her mouth with an audible buzz.\n\n\"Oh, I know.\"She smiled as she rubbed her plentiful breasts around his dick for another go around. \"But, you understand, milk goes well with honey.\"\n\n\"Hah! Look at you. Making jokes.\"He answered.\n\n\"Hey. So, I never asked you. Are you allergic to bee stings?\"She brought up as she continued playing with him.\n\nThis brought serious pause. He was *not* allergic in the slightest. But if a *bee woman, the size of a regular woman, stung you* with the knife sized stinger she carried just above that lovely ass of hers.\n'It's been an honor, Jon Snow.'\n\n\"No?\"Jamal hesitated. \"...No??\"\n\n\"You have epipens for just such a thing right?\"\n\n\"...Yeah.\"\n\nShe stung him, albeit gently. A light pin prick on his leg. Of course, before he could panic, she gave him an epi shot to negate the horrible effects of a flat out sting. Jamal did panic slightly, as his erection swelled back to life.\n\n\"Tell you what, I have to work with the Queen for a couple of days.\"She said as she hovered off the bed now. She began applying the lube she'd asked him to bring to her rear.\n\n\"Ok??\"Jamal said as he still worried about his swollen junk.\n\n\"I cleaned up for you. So, let's try that thing you always wanted.\"She said.\n\nHis head snapped up at this, and the words escaped his lips cautiously. \"...Anal?\"\n\nShe gave him a quick kiss on the lips and bent over, dropping back to the bed and backing herself up to his rigid member.\n\n\"How you gonna' kiss me after that?\"He reacted. Slight anger combined with elation led him to pry her ring open and inspect the depths that lay ahead. His dick slightly numb, and full of blood as if he'd OD'd on Viagra.\n\n\"It's your honey, honey.\"She smiled over her shoulder. \"Let's go. Show me what you got.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "She had a small tattoo, easy to miss, but if you got a good look at it, it read: \"Free Sex, please ask\"." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Ink | Part 1\n\n***\n\n\"Oh! And this one down here,\"Elsie pointed at the tattoo on her leg, \"I got this one a few months ago, it's one of my favourites.\"\n\nIan finished inspecting the fairy tattooed on her arm and moved down to look at the front of her thigh, where she was pointed to the bright red phoenix emblazoned on her skin. \n\n\"Wow, that is beautiful,\"Ian instinctively reached out to touch it, Elsie giggled, pressing her knees together as he lightly brushed over the ink. \"Oh, sorry!\"\n\n\"No it's fine, just didn't think you were that kind of guy,\"She smiled mischievously at him and opened her legs again so he could have another look.\n\nIan looked up, suddenly aware of their surroundings. They sat in the break room, their chairs pulled around, facing each other. Her tights were thrown on the floor and she had hiked her skirt up to show him the tattoo. \n\nIt would look very strange to anyone who walked in. Truth be told, he'd only started making conversation with her because he didn't want her to feel the odd one out, having only started working there a few weeks ago. The conversation had quickly shifted to her tattoos and now he found himself brushing his fingertips over his coworkers skin, her legs open, whilst he struggled not to glance too far up her inner thigh as she stretched her leg out for him.\n\nHis eyes were drawn to another tattoo. A smaller one. Much smaller than the phoenix, who's glossy eyes observed him as he moved on to the next set of marks. This one was words, that was clear, but he couldn't read them. They were written in small block letters, similar to a typewriter's font, they were further inside her thigh, wrapping around her inner thigh like a small section of a band. Ian shifted, bringing his head closer in to take a look. Elsie giggled as he deciphered the text.\n\n>FREE SEX, PLEASE ASK\n\nHe sat up, surprised, and looked at her. She was smiling with a broad grin. As she sat back in her chair she opened her legs even wider, so Ian could see her underwear. She was wearing cute blue cotton panties, and he could see a clear wet patch forming.\n\n\"Well, that's certainly an interesting tattoo,\"He looked back up at her.\n\n\"I got it after I broke up with my ex,\"Elsie ran her hands down over the skirt and then back up the inside of her thighs, brushing the ink as she did so, \"I really just wanted to be myself you know? To be honest, you're the first person to see it.\"She looked at him, gauging his response. \"So, what do you think?\"\n\n\"I mean, are you serious about it?\"Ian asked quizzically, a hint of amusement in his voice. \n\n\"I sure am,\"she smiled, standing up and making her way over to him. She turned around, her ass only a foot from him, and bent down, her panties on full display, the wet spot larger than it was before. She reached back, slowly pulling them down around her knees and looking back at him, biting her lip and wiggling her butt seductively.\n\n\"What, here?\"Ian said in shock, as he looked at her pussy, her fingers sliding between her legs and running over her clit, \"Someone might walk in!\"\n\n\"Oh come on, we'd hear them coming from miles away,\"Elsie said, turning around to face him. She leaned in to kiss him. Ian reached up and grabbed her waist as they kissed.\n\nShe pulled away, standing up and grabbing at the bottom of her work shirt. \"Maybe it would help,\"she pulled it over her head, \"if you could see something else.\"\n\nShe wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were hard. Ian reached up and grabbed her breasts.\n\n\"OK, but we have to be quick,\"he stood up, unzipping his fly as he felt himself getting hard.\n\n\"You didn't need that much convincing,\"Elsie grinned as he grunted, spinning her around so that she was facing the door. He stood behind her as she leaned on the back of one of the chairs. She let out a little cry of surprise as he spun her, not expecting him to be so forceful.\n\nShe let out a breath as he slid the head of his cock inside her, pushing slowly deeper as she pressed back against him. \n\nFuck, thats *good*, she moaned as he started to rock in and out of her faster and faster.\n\nIan grunted and he reached around, grabbing her tits. She opened her legs further, trying to get a good stance as he got faster and harder in his strokes. Her fingers slid between her legs, and she started to play with her clit, her head rocking back and forth and the chair scraping along the floor as Ian grabbed onto her hair, pulling it into a tight fist.\n\nThis is so fucking hot, she said, feeling herself coming closer to the edge. The combination of his dick inside of her, her fingers rubbing her clit, and the possibility of getting caught, mixed together to give her a powerful orgasm. She couldnt help moaning as a wave of pleasure flooded through her as she came, standing up on her tiptoes as her pussy quivered, Ian unrelenting with his thrusts. Her knees went weak and she fell forward onto the chair. Ian stepped with her. \n\nShe felt him push himself as deep inside her as he could and his cock pulsed as he came in her.\n\nHe groaned as he let go of her hair, she caught herself on the chair, resting one knee on it, his cock still inside her.\n\nThat was amazi... Ian was interrupted by footsteps hammering along the corridor outside, heading straight towards the door." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You heard that the new department head 'dresses to motivate'. Today you find out exactly what that means." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\n\nMy tits bounced, as I stepped into the elevator. They bounced whenever I did anything. GG-cups, nearly the size of my head and barely contained in a black, lacy bra and my plunging, sleeveless, white blouse, they practically jiggled when I *breathed* I was wearing five-inch heels, so they were basically quaking constantly. Id caught the eye of the two men who were already in there, both of them all but openly staring at my cleavage. I gave them a wink, but I dont think that they even saw my face. I turned around, as soon as I stepped on, and I could practically feel them still staring at me. My tiny, black pencil skirt was snug around my wide hips and round ass, just barely long enough to cover me, leaving my long legs and thick thighs almost completely bare. I could literally feel their lust, as they stared at my ass and the backs of my thighs! I could feel my nipples stiffening up and my clit tingling. God! I wanted to give them a little tease\n\nI let my stylus fall from my fingers, and I bent to pick it up fully aware that both men were going to catch a peek at my black, lace panties did I mention that my skirt was dangerously short? A cell phone clattered to the ground, behind me, and I stood up, smiling to myself and trying to suppress a giggle, as I ran my hand through my dark brown hair, fluffing the bangs of my long pixie-cut, outwardly trying to maintain my composure, even as I felt my pussy starting to get hungry for a snack. The elevator dinged. Looks like its time to get off, I said, turning to the men behind me and giving them a playful smile before stepping off onto my floor.\n\nThere was a really positive atmosphere emanating from the office, as I approached. I waved my ID by the scanner.\n\nI could overhear Ray talking to the new guy, as I came in.\n\nSo, all telepaths are hot like that? Mike asked, this week in my department being the first time hed ever met one.\n\nMost telepaths are *very* attractive, yeah, Ray answered, And theyre mostly pretty casual, about sex.. its sort of a thing with their neurology and sort of from being constantly exposed to everyones sexual thoughts.\n\nWe can also overhear conversations really easily, I said, as I stepped into the office. Whats all this about telepaths being a certain way?\n\nMike blushed a little.\n\nRay just grinned and looked me straight in the eye, as he imagined sliding his hand between my thick thighs and fingering me. I could practically feel it, and I writhed a little, straightening my back, as I felt my clit stir.\n\nI raised an eyebrow, smiling, and I gave him a gentle mental push to ease off. How about we check the numbers before we get ahead of ourselves? I said.\n\nOf course! he said, fully expecting to be at the top of the weeks rankings again, which was, frankly, what I expected too.\n\nShelly, if you would! I called out, signaling for her to put the weeks numbers on the big screen.\n\nThey popped up. Top team member: Mike Washtenaw\n\nWe both looked at him, Ray giving him an elaborate bow. Wow! I said, Looks like you were the right new transfer!\n\nMike was glad to have won, but didnt seem to quite know what it entailed. So um. What happens? he asked.\n\nI looked him in the eye, after sizing up his well-toned, college athlete's physique. You heard that the new department head 'dresses to motivate'? Today you find out exactly what that means! I dress like this to get people excited for what happens if they put in the best numbers.\n\nI thought you just liked dressing like that... he replied.\n\nI can do things for multiple reasons, I laughed, glad that he was still sort of sharp.\n\nSo whats the reward? he asked.\n\nWhy, you get to share a special motivational lunch, with me, alone, in my office... I said, seductively licking my lips.\n\nReally? he said, completely in disbelief.\n\nYoud be surprised how much people will accommodate, to keep a telepath around, I said, and I started to walk toward my office in the back corner. He watched my ass, as I passed him. You coming? I called back, over my shoulder.\n\nHe followed, after just a brief pause.\n\nI sat on my desk, facing my chair. Have a seat! I invited, gesturing for him to sit in my big, comfy leather chair. He did.\n\nI unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra, letting my huge, heavy tits swing free. They bounced, as I dropped down to my knees, on the floor, between his legs. I lotioned my cleavage and took his hard cock out, laying it delicately between my breasts, and I squeezed my boobs together over him, enveloping his cock in the valley of my tits. I started to move up and down, fucking him with my titties, licking the head of his cock whenever it peaked through. He didnt last long in my massive tits, and I caught the head of his manhood in my mouth, as he came. He pumped a heavy load of cum into my mouth, groaning in satisfaction, as I lapped at his head and sucked on him. I savored his cum, before I swallowed, looking him in the eyes, and I showed him my empty mouth.\n\nI sucked him to a full erection again. I was glad that I was wearing side-tie panties, as I pulled them from under my skirt and climbed into his lap, mounting his cock and smothering his face with my breasts. He sucked on my tits, as I rode him, and after the titty fuck, he had enough stamina that I was able to reach orgasm twice, before he finally came inside me.\n\nHe seemed fully satisfied, as we cuddled in my chair, but he eventually did have one question.\n\nUm I dont want to like mess up the mood or anything but do we eat actual food? he asked.\n\nI broke out laughing, my breasts jiggling against him, as I tried not to slip off of the chair. Yes! I said, blushing and through tears of laughter. Yes, we can order food." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Youre dating a supervillain whos been defeated again. Hopefully the surprise you have will cheer them up." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "PART ONE OF TWO\n\nChloes eyes fluttered open to the sound of the transporter powering up in the next room. *Super-advanced alien technology from another galaxy and they* still *cant make it quiet?* She yawned and grabbed her phone. *2:34 am* That was later than Shawn had promised, which could be good or bad. But at least he was home, right? \n\nShe threw her legs off the side of the bed and languidly stretched her arms. She looked in the mirror and winced. *God, she looked like she was* thirty. Maybe she had time to throw on some makeup? The noise from the other room cut off, replaced with the sound of heavy footsteps. *So much for that idea.* She looked down at her oversize t-shirt (which proclaimed Natural 20s with polyhedral dice over her breasts) and sighed. Well, it wasnt like he hadnt seen her at her worst, right? \n\nThe door hissed open and in walked Dr. Disaster, scarlet cape streaming behind him. His steely gaze pierced the darkness effortlessly to fix on Chloe, who instinctively froze as his glowing azure eyes met her brown ones. The light from the corridor lit up the scowl on his face and her heart sank. *Not good news, then.*\n\nChloe smiled tentatively. Bad night? she asked, keeping her voice positive.\n\nHis fist slammed into the wall, shaking the light fixture on the ceiling. A complete waste of time! he snarled. \n\nNo, um, atomic thingamajiggy? she guessed, curling one finger around a lock of chocolatey brown hair.\n\nOh, the atomic molecular neutralizer was there, all right, he said, the gold clasp of his cape catching the light. But so was that damned brat! It was a setup.\n\nAqua Lad? she asked.\n\nHe snorted. If only! That moron is useless on land.\n\nShe chewed her lower lip. Arachno-Lass?\n\nHe sighed. Of *course* not, Chloe. She works out of Central City. Honestly, do you even watch the news?\n\nShe pouted. You know I dont follow superheroes.\n\nHe gave her a cruel smile. Quite right. Thats why I gave you a chance. \n\nShe glared at him. Is that how you remember it? Because *I* recall a very drunk man telling me he had a doctorate in sexology before throwing up on my new\n\nEnough! he shouted. Im not in the mood. He threw up his hands. It was Super Siren. Its like she has a sixth sense about my plans. He grit his teeth. Do you have *any* idea how humiliating it is to be outsmarted by a girl who still hasnt graduated *high school*?\n\n\nShe smiled at him. Poor Dizzy, she said soothingly. He glared at her. She shrugged. You told me not to say it around your henchmen. She made an exaggerated motion of looking around the room. No henchmen! She beamed. He looked even angrier. Touchy subject? she asked.\n\nHe sighed and began taking off his suit. I lost two good henchmen tonight. And you know that means I have to close the safe house in Vandalle. This will set back my master plan by *weeks*.\n\nIs that the plan where youre going to turn the Super Squad into zombies? she asked.\n\nNo, that was *last* month. And it was ghouls. The cape fell to the floor with a clatter as its contents hit the floor. A truly juvenile idea whose only redeeming quality was inspiring me to make the World-Crusher. Honestly, Chloe. Youd think youd pay more attention to my work. I *am* the third most wanted man in the world.\n\nShe yawned. The less I know, the less tempting a target I am for your enemies, she said automatically. \n\nMm, he said, sounding like he didnt quite agree. You know youre safe here, in my secret lair.\n\nYeah, safe, she said. Remember when Steel Lord broke in? \n\nDr. Disaster began to turn red. *Oops.* That was different, he snapped. I *let* him in. As a trap. I just wasnt expecting him to have Super Siren in tow. He began grinding his teeth audibly. That *bitch*. Always interfering with my plans. Ill get even with her, just you see!\n\nChloe reached over and stroked his cheek with one finger. Youre so *tense*. Why dont you come here and let me help you relax? she bent down and looked up at him through her lashes. \n\nDr. Disaster Shawn to his friends looked down at her for a moment, then sighed. No, Chloe. Not now. Im going to design awell, a device that will rid me of that super-pain-in-my-ass forever! He let out a cackle. *Honestly, hed be twice as cute if he just dialed back the mad scientist vibe a little.*\n\nShe tried one more time. I *really* missed you, she said, putting one finger to her lips and slowly licking it while keeping eye contact with him. You left me here *all alone* with nobody to *play* with.\n\nHe paused. She could see lust warring with anger in his eyes. She got down on her knees and looked up at him. *Please?* she breathed. \n\nHis eyes hardened and he looked away. I said *no*, Chloe. I have no time for anything except crushing that super-annoyance.\n\nShe sniffed. So he was in one of *those* moods. She stood up. Fine, she said, annoyed. Have it your way, Doc.\n\nI always do, he said, but the room was already empty." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your tomboy bestfriend is being auctioned off as a sex slave by her drug addict father. Hopefully you have enough in savings to win her and prevent her from ending up with some old pervert." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Step one of the plan: change the advertisements. It was surprisingly easy to intercept them and just...Shift it two days down the line.\n\nStep two: Slip him a line before the show. He'd hardly notice the stands nearly empty when he's high as a kite.\n\nStep three: bid exactly once.\n\nThe starting bid was all we had, even pooled together, even after I sold my car.\n\nBut it was all worth it. Avery followed me into my mom's old SUV. I didnt even have the money to fill the tank like i said i would, but I'd get chewed out for this, and I'd do it a thousand times over too.\n\nProbably the worst part was how legal the whole deal was.\n\nSee avery's dad made her sign a contract where if she failed to pay an absurdly high rent he could sell her off. If she refused, she would've been thrown out onto the streets naked (he made sure she never had a chance to buy anything for herself before then). And this was all a year before she even met us. And he just got her fired from her job.\n\n\"So where to umm...M-mistress.\"\n\nOh right, the mask. We had to wear them to make doubly sure he didn't catch any funny business.\n\n\"Why, home of course.\"I pulled my mask down\n\n\"Beth?! How the hell did you afford me?!\"\n\n\"It wasnt easy...But thankfully my landlord is a bit more lenient then your dad.\"\n\n\"I goddamn hope so. That contract won't let me work an honest job, so i cant help you there.\"\n\n\"Really? Shit, that sucks.\"I thought for a second \"well...I mean, I'm not gonna charge you rent, but if you do some chores i...Might be able to get you an allowance.\"\n\n\"Ehhh...I dunno, if i get caught spending money, I think there's something about that in the books.\"Avery sighed. \"I mean, all the cards are really in your hand here.\"\n\n\"You know me, I'm not just gonna rape you because I can legally now.\"I frowned. Tension formed in the air, thick and heavy like a blanket made of stone.\n\n\"Well...How's this sound? I've seen your browser history. I know you're into this kinda stuff. If you wanna use that power over me, go right ahead, just let me go play...\"She seemed to be trying to pick one of the many sports she played at the local fields.\n\n\"Any of them. Tell me when they're meeting up and I'll get you there...Provided I'm not working of course.\"I parked in front of my apartment.\n\n\"Without a car? Nah, I'll get them to pick me up. Say...Uhh...You wouldn't have anything to wear up for me would ya?\"\n\n\n\"Damn that's right i sold my car.\"I hit my head on the stearing wheel. \"Sure, there should be something you left at my place in the glove compartment.\"\n\nShe opened it up, looked over her booty shorts and tank top i managed to find for her, then back to me. \"You can tell me what to do you know.\"She smirked \"I know i can't pitch in like a normal roomie, but im not gonna eat your food and live in your space without giving you *something* in return.\"\n\n\"Please, I don't wanna go too far on you and wierd you out or anything.\"I said, mustering the last of my willpower not to give in.\n\n\"Then let me have a safe-word. Oh, and do me a favor and remember that it's more of a suggestion then a demand. How about...Pineapple?\"Avery suggested.\n\n\"Last chance.\"I said, still ignoring my own growing wetness \"if you don't stop, I really *will* do it, so if it's a joke, drop it now.\"\n\n\"What do you want me to do mistress?\"Avery snapped back immediately.\n\nI took a heavy breath before deciding on another test, a more practical one. \"Go upstairs and introduce yourself to Sam and Cassy. Your clothes stay here.\"\n\nShe smirked, kissed me on the cheek and said \"thank you mistress.\"Before opening the door to do just that.\n\nI had to return the car, and mom gave me money for pizza and rent once she heard what I had done...And let me in on the family secret that dad belonged to her the same way every belonged to me now.\n\nI'm ashamed but I had to stop by the old grocery store to rub one out. Nobody ever went there anymore, there where better places for addicts, and there wasn't any completely honest reason to go there, so i knew I could get away with it, and I did.\n\nAt home, avery was already doing the dishes, still naked as when i got her. I took a second to appreciate the tattoo on her shoulder that reached over her breast oh so tauntingly, and the one on her hip that reached over her ass and stopped just shy of her glistening pussy.\n\n\"Are you...Getting into this to?\"I asked from behind.\n\n\"Wondered how long it'd take you to find out.\"She responded, not looking away from the dishes \"I knew sense I turned eighteen it'd happen eventually, so with a bit of spare time and dedication, it's really not *that* hard to develop a kink on purpose.\"\n\n\"Well...\"I wrapped my arms around her, one on her breast, the other softly rubbing her pussy. \"I hope you don't mind me picking out your uniform for all of your sports.\"\n\n\"I can't mind, I'm yours.\"She giggled, leaning into me. \"So I'm gessing I'm going naked then?\"\n\n\"Oh no, not always. After all, i don't want you getting too scuffed up...But maybe if you misbehave.\"I teased, slowly pushing one finger into her pussy.\n\nShe moaned softly. \"Hey, if you say I'm playing skins, I'm playing skins.\"\n\nI pushed a second one in, massaging her insides casually \"you got your nipples peirced right?\"\n\nShe gasped \"Y-yeah, but my dad stole my studs.\"\n\n\"Well...We might have to get you some new ones huh?\"I kissed her neck as i played,with her clit.\n\nShe moaned out loud as she came, turning into putty in my arms. \"Better clean that up avery, we'll discuss some rules tomorrow.\"I kissed her on the lips this time. \"And...Thank you. I couldn't ask for a cuter pet.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "An app called (name)'s button. When ever the button is pressed *you* cum. It doesn't affect anyone but you. The app stores have tried to take it down but it keeps popping back up and after it came up on the news, more people are downloading it just to mess with you. Thousands at this point!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At first, Jade couldnt get enough of the new app she found. It was simply Jade Sullivan's Button\". Against better judgement, she downloaded it. All it had was a pink button against a white background. She tapped the button and immediately fell to her knees. She had just had one of the best orgasms of her life. Not THE best, but certainly better than the average orgasm she had. Certainly, this was an excellent way to satisfy herself in a pinch. She immediately told a few of her friends that she knew were having a rough go of their own romantic endeavors. She told them to search for the app using their first and last name. Jade tapped her own button a couple more times that night before going to bed. \r\n\r\nJade woke up that night to another orgasm. Confused she looked around and found her phone next to her on her bed. She must have accidentally hit the button in her sleep. This had happened before, though with her accidentally playing a video or song. Nothing to worry about. She closed the app for good measure and set her phone on the nightstand. She changed her now wet panties and went back to sleep. \r\n\r\nWhen Jade woke up the next morning, she found herself in a pool of her own juice. Embarrassed, she assumed she just lost bladder control. She put her sheets in the laundry and started eating breakfast. Jade enjoyed her simple cereal until she felt an orgasm coming on. She looked around the table to find she left it on her nightstand. Unable to hold back, she came right at her kitchen table. Standing up on shaky legs, Jade found her phone and tried to check the app's info for a support contact. Instead, she found that her friends message her back.\r\n\r\nCould only find your button \r\nHope you slept well \r\nHow's breakfast? \r\n\r\nJade realized that her friends were giving her orgasms last night. She started to panic. Jade searched through her phone to find someone to contact about this. When that didnt work, she turned to searching online. She had to take her panties off completely and sit on a towel, as her friends kept having fun with her. At least she hoped it was just her friends. An hour and 10 orgasms later, Jade had given up and appealed directly to the various app stores that she could find her button on. They could fix this. She was surprised to find that they all had quick replies. They assured her that while it would take some time, the app would be removed by tomorrow. Jade had no choice but to trust them, so she went about trying to relax as much as she could as her friends kept her cumming. Eventually she stripped herself bare and played with her breasts as her pussy leaked continuously. Her horniness was taking over. Luckily, it was her day off.\r\n\r\nThe next morning, things only got worse. Not only was the app still there, but Jade found a news article about the app. Thousands of people had downloaded it and started giving her orgasms. She felt herself cumming profusely. There was no way she could continue like this. It was then Jade suddenly realized something: she wasnt dehydrated. She hadnt drunken anything since breakfast yesterday. Come to think of it, she hadnt eaten since then either. And yet she wasnt hungry or thirsty. Only horny. Jade heard her phone go off and looked to see she had a message from an unknown sender.\r\n\r\nWe are the makers of your button. We know you have been having a rough time as of late and elected to assist you. Jade Sullivans Button will remain purchasable for the next three months at $3.99. You will find that your normal biological functions will be paused during this time. You will not have to eat, drink, sleep, or go to the bathroom unless you wish it. We will be monitoring you for further study. You will also find that all proceeds generated from sales will be given to you. Check your bank account.\r\n\r\nJade did just that and quickly found that she already had $500,000 she did not have previously. This was too good to be true. There had to be some kind of catch. But in her mind was addled from too many orgasms. She set her phone down and got comfortable as she continued to cum her brains out. She never noticed the message that described what would happen after the three months if she failed to opt out. \r\n\r\nThree months later and Jade was a drooling mess. She had not done anything but have orgasm after orgasm, day after day. Her friends visited her occasionally, but stopped when they realized Jade couldnt concentrate on a conversation. She didnt even wear clothes anymore. Jade was content to sit in her home cumming for the rest of her life. Which, naturally, is when the orgasms suddenly stopped. Without warning, Jade felt the constant pleasure she had been accustomed to disappear. She frantically searched her phone for the app, but found it wasnt there. She tried to masturbate, but she just couldnt get off. Jade begged her friends to push her button, but they didnt seem to know what she was talking about. Desperate, Jade knew she had to find someone who still had her button. She left her house, naked and drenched in her juices and begged for someone to push her button. She knocked on doors and accosted passers-by, but no one could help her. Until an unmarked vehicle pulled up. It looked like an ambulance. A woman dressed in a lab coat came out of the back and put her arm around Jade. She then pulled out a remote and pressed a button. Jade screamed out in pleasure and nearly collapsed as she came for the first time since stopping an hour ago. She cried and thanked the woman as she was led into the back of the vehicle.\r\n\r\nJades friends never heard from her again until one of them found a video of her on a porn site. Immediately she received a call, with Jade saying that she was happier than she had ever been. She put her phone down, glad that all was well. The friend put the situation out of her mind and eventually everyone forgot about Jade Sullivan.\r\n\r\nAt first, Stephanie couldnt get enough of the app she had found. It was simply Stephanie Blake's Button\"." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "To punish her for being late, the coach told her to shower with the boys after practice." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "(I apologize in advance for the writing. lol.)\n\nIf there was a time to object, it was an hour ago. But she didn't. She thought it was a joke, who wouldn't? Showering with the boys, very funny.\n\nBut now the coach, who had been shouting at all of them for the last hour, was standing in front of the girls' showers, making sure everyone that went in wasn't her. There was no avoiding it. Confronting him would probably be somehow even worse than the alternative. Going home covered in mud and sweat...how about no.\n\nIt's just a shower.\n\nThat's what she told herself, as she went in. She would pull the curtain shut, and nobody would see a thing. And she would wash herself, and dry herself, and that would be the end of it. And she would grin at the coach, to show how silly his punishment was. Maybe it was best not to mock him, but dumb ideas like this needed to be dealt with. Right?\n\nWrong, dead wrong.\n\nBefore she could even step through the door, every eyeball in the room was on her. Who's entering the locker room when everyone's already here? And why is it a girl? Idle, rowdy chatter turns to silence in an instant. The overwhelming feeling of watching and being watched. Expecting a 'sorry, wrong door' at any moment. She looks down, avoiding eye contact, and walks forward without a word.\n\nSilence turns to whispers and whispers turn into chatter. Focused on a single target now, just as most of their eyes are. Oh god. They're definitely all talking about her, wondering why she's there. Guys sometimes peek at girls, maybe she's doing the reverse? No, she's avoiding eye contact, or any possibility of glancing at them like it's the coronavirus. A gaze is something she doesn't want to catch or transmit, though she's highly at risk of doing so. Maybe a mask would help. One that covers her eyes, preferably her whole body.\n\nShe places down her bag in a relatively quiet part of the room. Hopefully, nobody touches it. She makes her way to the shower stalls. One of the boys finishes, when he's done gaping at her, she gestures that she wants to use the stall, which he obliges. To save herself embarrassment, will only take off her clothes once she's actually in the stall. She pulls the curtain shut, and then disaster strikes.\n\nDisaster number one: The shower curtain is total shit. The previous occupant had left it ten-percent open, she thought it was carelessness. It was not, the curtain for some reason cannot close all the way, it gets stuck. She gives it a yank. And another. And then the whole rail falls off the mounting, clattering to the floor loudly and causing the boys to make some noise. No matter. She picks it up, and puts it back. Standing on tiptoes, on one side she slots the screw loosely into the screwhole, and the other is held up by friction. Feeling satisfied with her privacy, she proceeds with her shower.\n\nThe railing is too weak to drape her dirty clothes over. Realizing this, she unceremoniously drops them in the corner near the curtain. It's only a little less wet than the rest of the cubicle, but maybe they won't be dripping water when she has to bring them home. The towel avoids this fate, since there is a single hook for it on the wall. With a creak, she turns the water on. It's cold, but it gets the job done. It runs over her body, uncomfortable but familiar, distracting her just momentarily from everything around her.\n\nThe chatter outside turns into a roar. The boys are talking about something that she can't hear over the noise of the shower. Should she turn off the water so she can hear? What are they even talking about? Maybe coach has come in to tell her \"It was a joke, jeez, I didn't expect you to do it.\"A girl can dream. Maybe they're passing her bag around the room and looking inside. It's going to be weird if she just stops showering to listen to them, though. But it could be important. She turns off the tap, so she can hear them. It's about a soccer match, apparently. Feeling like a fool, she resumes her shower.\n\nThe curtain from earlier? It's not exactly fixed, by the way. There's a gap of several centimetres through which people might be staring at her. She's turning her head around every few seconds to check, so far she's made eye contact with one boy who quickly averted his gaze. She's still worried, though. It feels like being watched, even though they're not perving as hard as she feared they would. She's unsure whether it'd be less shameful to show her bosom or her bottom if someone looked. Because of this, it takes her twice as long to finish as she otherwise would.\n\nShe dries herself off and wraps the towel around her body. Her ticket out of nudity. She pulls the curtain aside to leave the cubicle. It falls down again. Disaster number two: As she's catching it, the sudden jerking motion causes her towel to drop. The curtain rail in her hands, tits on full display for everyone to see, having just caught the attention of the entire room by dropping the railing again. No time to hesitate. No time to blush, although she does so anyway. She sets the railing down, and wraps the towel around her body once again. Now for the railing. With one hand, she holds the towel around herself. With the other, she tries to jiggle the rail back into place while standing on tiptoes. Every single one of these items is wet, including her hand, making this extremely difficult.\n\nDisaster number three: Her clothes, placed next to the shower's aperture, present a tripping hazard. Which is precisely what happens when tiptoeing on a wet floor with both hands full. With a shout, she falls forward into a heap. Curtain and towel dropped, leaving her whole body on full display from the back. The boys are surprisingly gracious. They help her to her feet in a rather non-perverted manner, although she would honestly prefer they ignored her. Don't worry about the curtain, they tell her. It's been broken for a long time, it's not her fault. Are you injured? No, apart from her dignity. The bottom half of the towel is wet and dirty from the floor. She can't really wear it anymore, she holds it in her hand.\n\nFully naked and still very much afraid, she makes her way over to the clean clothes. Which she placed in a corner of the room, hoping nobody would touch it. Rather than anywhere near the shower. With one hand holding up a towel, and having just tripped, one tends to walk rather slowly. Even if they feel stares from all over. Nobody has their dicks out, fortunately. And nobody's taking pictures. Though she's going to be talk of the school for quite a while.\n\nShe sits down on a bench and lays the clean part of the towel over her legs. Bra first, then panties, then everything else. Reputation in shambles, but otherwise unscathed, she leaves the room as quietly as she can. It feels wrong to leave without a \"goodbye\", almost, for how memorable the whole sequence was. It would be a drop in the ocean of unwanted attention she just received. But it's a drop she doesn't want. She closes the door behind her and breathes a sigh of relief.\n\nOnly to realize she left her dirty clothes behind, and she'd have to go back and get them." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "the new school pool had an unusual dress code. Girls could wear whatever but guys had to swim nude. Learning this, the girls collectively decide to wear sky imply swimsuits to try and give all the guys boners." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alright boys. Its time. Strip. the schools P.E. teacher says to the class.\n\nThe men are all in a line along the side of the pool which is behind them. They are all 18 or 19 years old. Wearing swimming trunks and sandals. Some are caring towels.\n\nThe men look nervous. They really dont want to do what the teacher just said.\n\nThe women of the class are all in a line opposite the men. They also are all 18 or 19 years old. Wearing one piece swimming suits and sandals.\n\nCome on. We dont have all day. Drop those swimming trunks. You know why we are doing this. Would you rather I went to your parents, to the police, to the news and tell them all how this class of young men put hidden cameras in the women's locker room? Then lets go. \n\nThe women start to cat call and holler in excitement as the men start to pull their swimwear off.\n\nSome of the men stand back up and try to cover up as best they can with their hands. Some are holding towels in front of themselves. Some just stand there confident in showing what they have while others are nervous with their fist clenched at their sides. There's even a few with hard cocks on display becoming aroused by being seen naked.\n\nTowels too. Drop them. And dont cover up. They didnt get to cover up, why should you?\n\nThe men compile.\n\nThe women are loving it. They huddle up and start to speak amongst themselves discussing the men.\n\nDid you see how big Tom is? I swear its 12 inches soft one woman says.\n\nWhat about Jack? I couldnt even see him since hes so small. another woman says.\n\nIt looked like Bill was about to cum with how hard he was. yet another woman says.\n\nWhy dont we try and get all of them to cum without touching them? is suggested from another woman.\n\nThats a myth. You cant cum without touching. Hand free orgasms are fake. someone says.\n\nLets at least see if we cant get them all hard? a different woman suggests.\n\nSo the women come to an agreement. They're going to see if they cant get all of the men in the class hard.\n\nAs the class continues the girls start to stretch and bend in exotic ways. Stretching legs to show off an ass. Pushing the chest out while losing up the arms. Letting the swimsuits rid up exposing just that little bit more of skin.\n\nThe boys start to notice. The girls smirk as they keep catching the boys looking at them before turning back once they get caught.\n\nIt doesnt take long before every single guy is hard as they swim their laps back and forth across the pool.\n\nAs the men climb out of the water one of the women walks up holding a towel out to him. He accepts the towel with one hand as he feels her reach forward and brush against his hard cock pushing it to the side before pulling her hand back.\n\nIt was unexpected for her to do this and what happened next definitely was unexpected.\n\nIt seems this man was extremely turned on. Hed been hard even before they took their swimsuits off. With all the attention the girls have been giving his naked body has only made him more aroused.\n\nThen having a woman brush against his cock on purpose pushed him to new heights of excitement. He was so excited by the brief touch that it pushed him over the edge. He started to cum.\n\nHis cock twitching and throbbing as rope after rope of cum shoots from the tip of his cock only to land on the pool deck.\n\nOnce the man comes back to his senses he covers up with the towel and feels incredibly embarrassed.\n\nThe women are all cheering. The men are all in shock. The teacher is nowhere to be seen.\n\nOne man, seeing the women positive reaction to that other guy cumming, figures he might as well cum as well. Hes been on the edge for the whole class being one of the men that likes to be looked at. \n\nHe loves to be watched when he jerks off. Hes even done some internet cam shows in the past. So stroking his cock now in front of the women in his class has always been a fantasy.\n\nThe girls notice and start to watch him. Some even yell out encouraging him by telling him to go faster, harder, to cum for them.\n\nIt doesnt take more than thirty seconds of this before hes cumming as well. His cum dripped from his cock to land on the floor.\n\nThe women all cheer once again. The men look at each other wondering what to do.\n\nA few men start to stroke their cocks. Wanting to cum for the women. To hear them beg them for cum.\n\nOther men, the ones who have gone soft step to the side, away from everyone else.\n\nIt doesnt take long before more men are climaxing, letting their sperm splash on the floor before them. The women are cheering them on while the other men head for the locker rooms.\n\nOnce the last man leaves the women follow suit heading for their own locker room.\n\n-= The next day =-\n\nAlright everyone. Its time. Strip. the schools P.E. teacher says to the class.\n\nThe men are all in a line along the side of the pool which is behind them. They are all 18 or 19 years old. Wearing swimming trunks and sandals. Some are caring towels.\n\nThe men look nervous. They really dont want to do what the teacher just said.\n\nThe women of the class are all in a line opposite the men. They also are all 18 or 19 years old. Wearing one piece swimming suits and sandals.\n\nThe women look nervous. They really dont want to do what the teacher just said.\n\nCome on. We dont have all day. Drop those swimming suites. You know why we are doing this. Would you rather I went to your parents, to the police, to the news and tell them all how this class of young people jerked their classmates off and left the cum for the janitors to clean? Then lets go." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "They had play-wrestled as long as they'd known each other, but things had changed a lot in the past 10 years. When he effortlessly pinned her arms above her, something flipped in her head." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Gg ez,\"James said, as his character blasted Stephanie's offscreen. They were sitting in his basement playing Smash Bros. on his couch. Stephanie had been playing poorly all night still distracted from what happened the last time they hung out. Not to mention the fresh distractions James kept providing.\n\nStephanie hadn't noticed until that night how much taller than her he was, or how much more muscular.\n\n*Does he really have to sit so close to me,* she thought. *His big arms keep rubbing against mine*\n\nThey were dressed casually, him in a loose pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt, her in a simple tank top and a pair of cute leggings.\n\n\"This is boring,\"James complained. \"If you're not going to try, why even bother.\"He put down his controller on the coffee table.\n\n\"We could play something else instead,\"Stephanie responded, following suit. She turned to face him on the couch. \n\n\"Like what?\"he asked.\n\n\"Like a tickle fight,\"Stephanie said, suddenly lunging and sticking her hands in his armpits. Stephanie had always known James' weakpoints best, soon she had him giggling uncontrollably with tears in his eyes.\n\n\"Please stop,\"he gasped in between giggling fits, as his hands tried fruitlessly push hers away.\n\n\"Uh uh,\"she said. Now emboldened she tickled more aggressively, pushing him down onto his back and getting on top of him.\n\n\"Seriously stop,\"he warned her.\n\n\"Nuh uh, not stopping,\"she taunted him. \"Whatcha gonna do about it?\"\n\n\"How about this,\"he grunted. With a mighty heave he flipped her off of him and they began wrestling in earnest. She squealed and squirmed as best she could, but it wasn't long before he had her pinned on the couch beneath him.\n\n\"There, what are you going to do now?\"he asked holding both her arms down with one hand and propping himself up with the other. A long moment passed with their bodies pressed against each others, the two of them almost uncomfortably warm breathing each other scent. James began to be aware of a stiffening in his shorts he needed to hide.\n\n\"Just watch,\"she said, more breathily than she intended, \"I'll get out of this in no time.\"\n\nShe began to wriggle and writhe underneath him, trying to squirm out of his grasp, every soft part of hers seeming to bump up against his unyielding hard muscles. She moaned and grunted with her exertions, letting out little erotic noises. The longer he held her down the less she seemed to struggle and the more she simply rubbed herself against him enjoying the sensations of her body against his.\n\nSome how she had managed to spin around and was practically grinding her soft ass on his cock when all of a sudden the pressure was gone. James quickly got off of her and sat down on the couch hoping it would help hide his massive erection.\n\nStephanie stayed lying down for a few minutes catching her breath and trying, unsuccessfully, to calm down her horniness.\n\n\"Don't you think we're a little too old for play wrestling?\"James asked.\n\n\"No,\"Stephanie replied. She stood up and looked at James. She remembered how good it felt just a few moments ago when he was holding her and she said, \"and if it is, can't we just make it a little more adult?\"\n\n\"Stephanie,\"he said carefully, \"do you know what you're saying?\"\n\n\"Let's see if I do.\"She leaned over and boldly put her hands on his stiff cock. She felt him throbbing and hard through the thin fabric of his shorts and just stayed there, waiting for him to make his move.\n\n\"How about strip wrestling,\"he proposed.\n\n\"That sounds more adult,\"she said.\n\nNot letting the moment go James leaped up at her, and all too quickly she was once again pinned beneath him. Once again he held her down and let her struggle to free herself. This time he made sure to thoroughly enjoy himself, grinding his cock into her ass or groping her breasts every time the opportunity presented itself. Stephanie also enjoyed herself quite a bit more this time, enthusiastically grinding back against him every chance she got.\n\nFinally, when the two of them were a sweaty, horny, pile on the ground she gave up. James let her up and she stood and smiled as she reached down and peeled her tank top off, revealing his prize. Her perky tittes perched invitingly in their b-cup bra.\n\nAs soon as her shirt hit the floor it was off to the races again. James tackled her to the ground and they were once again a horny writhing pile of limbs on the carpet. This round seemed to end more quickly as, James wanted his next prize. This time he decided not to wait until she gave up and took matters into his own hands quickly peeling off her leggings. He continued to manhandle her until he had her bra off, and she was lying underneath him with nothing but her soaked panties to protect her.\n\nHis hands went to her unprotected breasts and began passionately fondling and sucking on them. Licking her nipples and making her squeal in delight. He lowered one hand and began to gently tug at her panties, pulling them lower.\n\n\"Wait!\"Stephanie managed to get out in between moans, \"don't I get to see you naked too?\"\n\nAll pretense of this being a game now over he sat up on top of her and whipped off his t-shirt baring his muscular chest and hard tight abs. They stood up together and shed the last of their clothes as they fell onto the couch in each other's embrace.\n\nHe pinned her down again, one final time, before he plunged his hard cock into her warm, waiting vagina.\n\n\"Ungh, fuck,\"he moaned as he pumped in and out of her. \"You're so fucking tight.\"\n\nHe fucked her roughly, pounding her into the couch again and again, and she loved it. He roughly grabbed her bouncing tits and squeezed them, rubbing her nipples with his palm. He kissed her animalistically, all passion and spit. He needed to feel just as much of her against him as he could, and she needed the same. Every movement of his she matched, latching her heels behind his hips so she could thrust back into him, arching her back and pushing her breasts into his hands. Matching the passion in his kiss with her own. She was being claimed and loving every moment of it.\n\nIt wasn't long until she felt the beginnings of on orgasm brewing inside her, but she couldn't get the words out to tell him, she just began to moan and squeal with increasing intensity until she was screaming and cumming her brains out.\n\nJames never stopped, continuing to fuck her right through her orgasm. In fact he fucked her right through two more, before as he felt her tensing up for her fourth he leaned down and whispered harshly, \"I'm going to come.\"\n\nStill unable to speak she just mustered the last of her strength to clinch her heels behind his back more tightly inviting him to bury himself deep inside her. Getting the message James thrusted powerfully into her determined to bury his seed deep inside if that's where she wanted it. He continued rocking his hips back and forth, until to two lovers reached the final sweet release together.\n\nNow exhausted and spent the two drifted off to sleep after their intense lovemaking session, their relationship forever changed, but that could wait until the morning.\n\n\n\nPlease feel free to leave comments and feed back." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your roommate is a Succubus, although its become very apparent that shed rather play video games than do normal Succubus things. Youve even asked what she does when she gets hungry, and she just shoved a had down her panties and pulled out a vibrator. She strange, yet fascinating." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It seemed like a great deal! Nice place in the heart of the city, split with a nice roommate and then came the real selling point: she's a succubus. Evan even wondered if he could work out a deal where he could get paid to \"feed\"her as she read from the little piece of paper that the Consortium of Supernatural Creatures had given her.\n\nBut, in order for that to work out, he'd have to find a way to feed her and, as far as he could tell, she didn't even feed. \n\nThe first week of being her roommate seemed pretty ordinary. In fact, it was TOO ordinary. Evan kept trying to drop hints and be available to her every succubal need, but, nothing. Not so much as a sniff on her part. Instead, she opted to go to work, clean the apartment and play video games. Which was totally fine. She seemed cool enough, but, Evan was worried about her.\n\n\"So, do you ever get hungry?\"He finally asked one night. She sat slouched on the couch as he sat at the dinner table, ignoring his homework. \n\nVillenne didn't even look away from her game as she reached down her pants and retrieved a small egg vibrator, holding it up for him to see before slipping it back into her pants.\n\n\"...wait...how does that work?\"He asked.\n\n\"If I don't use my magic, I have enough energy stored that I can just cannibalize my own sexual pleasure for sustenance. You really only get 'the hunger' you always here about if you start expelling your essence through magic use,\"she didn't even move or look at Evan, her whole affectation flat.\n\n\"And you don't have to, like, harvest a quota of souls or something?\"\n\nA sigh emitted from her sharply.\n\n\"I'll hit my numbers, don't worry. I have a few more weeks.\"\n\n\"Until what?\"He inquired.\n\n\"Until my assessment.\"\n\n\"Assessment?\"\n\nShe paused the game, finally looking over at him and nodding.\n\n\"Yeah. See if I can renew my certificate or not,\"she shrugged and returned to her game, her entire body hunching over the controller.\n\n\"What are the requireme-\n\n\"Satan Almighty! What are you, my handler? Drop it!\"Her voice was ferocious though she didn't budge. Evan sat in stunned silence, watching her play, only daring to blink, barely breathing. \"Sorry,\"finally emitted from between her lips, almost like a tiny accidental burp. She paused the game again and sighed, turning around on the couch to face Evan. \"It's just a lot to think about and I haven't really prepared...\"\n\n\"Well, I mean, I can help if you need it,\"Evan shrugged. \n\nShe raised an eyebrow, rolling her straight, black hair behind her ear. She shook her head and chuckled. \"You're that desperate for sex?\"She teased, standing up. \"Let me show you something...\"Villenne walked past the table, motioning for Evan to follow her.\n\nThe two headed down be hallway, past his bedroom and finally arriving at her warning clad door. 'ABANDON HOPE ALL YE WHO ENTER' an old wooden sign warned. She clicked the lock open and acrid black smoke billowed out at them as she pushed the door open. Hot hell breezes blew at them as they walked into her room, a small, dark chamber with a crypt, littered with candles and the occasional banshee howl.\n\n\"Very...atmospheric,\"Evan swallowed.\n\nVillenne led the way to her closet and slid the door open, a putrid smell of rot and shit emerging, slowly at first and then filling all the air. Evan gagged and held his shirt over his face as he saw a rotting corpse in the bottom of her closet, and not the cartoony kind either. This body looked largely fresh, rot appearing on some of the flesh at the point, but very little innards exposed.\n\n\"This is Renoir. He summoned me. I really liked the guy, but, unfortunately, he really liked me,\"she sighed, \"What men seem to forget is that we take some of your essence through sex. Can only do it so many times without...\"she pointed at the body, \"well, that.\"She looked at Evan, who was still stunned.\n\nAdmittedly, this gruesome visage had turned something around in him. He had plans and aspirations beyond being turned into a lifeless jelly stain on her closet floor.\n\n\"Besides, its about soul count, not number of times I've fucked,\"she sat on her bed, laying back. She spread her legs, closing her eyes. Evan wasn't sure what she was doing until he remembered the vibrator in her pants right now.\n\n\"Well, how long do you have and how many souls do you need? You can't have mine, by the way,\"he clarified.\n\nShe let out a small moan and held up a finger shaking her head. Her bottom lip rolled beneath her teeth as another moan escaped her, hips bucking slightly. Her slender fingers ran through her hair, which flowed like black water above her head. She covered her face with one of her hands, crying out as she bucked up more, her other hand holding the vibrator to her clit as she whined.\n\nThe temperature in the room raised a solid ten degrees when she finally came, letting out a sigh, her skin so flushed it almost glowed. Her head lazily rolled to the side as she pulled the vibrator free, her chest still heaving from orgasm.\n\n\"I have to collect 300 souls in 30 days,\"she exhaled, her body almost instantly slumping, a frown growing on her lips.\n\nEvan composed himself, adjusting his pants before proceeding.\n\n\"Uhm,\"he swallowed. \"Alright, that's 10 a day. Admittedly, not a small feat, but...I'm sure we can do it!\"He smiled.\n\nShe groaned, shaking her head. \"No...\"she pouted. \n\n\"C'mon,\"he pleaded.\n\nShe crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. \"No. This is way nicer.\"\n\n\"C'mon! Just one. Do one tonight and I'll cover curry for dinner!\"Evan smiled, extending a hand.\n\nShe didn't even look at him, though he could see her expression change when he mentioned curry. Sure, it didn't bring her sustenance, but, the flavor couldn't be beat. Slowly her arms unfurled from over her breasts and she rolled on her side, sitting up. She held a pout the entire time but finally took Evan's hand.\n\n\"One,\"she pronounced, holding up a single finger, \"And I can eat myself sick on curry. Deal?\"She looked at Evan seriously.\n\n\"Deal,\"he nodded.\n" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "When someone training to be a lust mage turns 18 It's traditional for them to spend 24 hours in the 'tentacle room' to help ingratiate them to their new profession." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The air around her was frigid to the touch, brushing against every inch of the nude woman's skin as she descended down the stony, enclosed pathway.\n\nBut that was not what sent chills down her back. She'd seen many a mage just like her sent down into this cave, and not a single one came back the same. Some's eager enthusiasm would transform into a lecherous longing every step after, embracing the lust-induced magic that flowed through their veins now clearly present in every breath. Others...\n\nThe traumatized faces became more prevalent in her mind than the ravenous ones with every step she took. Those people, found out too late that this was not their destiny. She wondered what she was herself, what would become of her of this night. But...if she herself was not certain, then...\n\nThe corridor she walked through flattened, each step she took no longer bringing her deeper into the ground. Slowly, the gray stone, dimly lit by torches along the walls turned to a pink, flesh-like substance, each bare step upon it uncomfortably soft. She could hear sounds, those of other mages, moans...and screams. For better or for worse, this was something one was never truly alone in.\n\nThe room began to open up, revealing a pink haze that consumed her sight, letting her see no further than a few feet ahead. The smell was recognizable from her studies, something of an aphrodisiac but much stronger than anything an academy would allow. Her breathing began to quicken, but she was unsure whether it was to inhale more of the scent or out of nervousness. She still walked forward slowly, looking side to side to only see more pink-\n\nHer legs and heart stopped as something grasped at her ankle, pulling it back ever so slightly. She rested her foot, letting it slither up her leg, a slimy residue dripping down every inch of her body that it touched. Its advances stopped at her crotch, clearly knowing its way around a human. It waited for an agonizing period of time before doing anything more, the mage's heavy breaths either impatient or anxious.\n\nA slight sound escaped her lips when it finally chose to enter. The pleasure it gifted to her by penetrating her, exploring her was undeniable, and her knees buckled, the woman barely able to hold herself upright.\n\nMore tentacles emerged from the mist. It was a sudden influx, coming from any direction she averted her gaze towards. The ones that intended to restrain her were particularly thick, their weight felt without resistance from the woman as they began to wrap around her. They pulled her arms outwards, with a firm pressure and strength behind them that made even this innocent touch against her forearms felt erotic. Was it the aphrodisiac, or..?\n\nHer head was not free from the spread of the appendages either. One wrapped around her neck, slightly constricting her breathing. It was a little shocking to the mage for even that act to hold a bit of thrill behind it, the reverberations of the effect carrying themselves to the heat growing in her crotch. Two came around her head, one entering her mouth as she gently sucked on it, calming her as it pumped her a drink some sort of substance...something that tasted good...sweet. She began sucking with a little more effort, a blush and desire growing on her face as the other tentacle around her head simply explored her, waiting with an anticipation felt by both itself and its prey. At this point, the tentacle within her crotch began to thrust, her body and mind shaking at the sensations that begun to consume her, and more of these pink appendages began to slither their way in. She moaned, with a tinge of guilt that was beginning to slip away.\n\nThey soon began to find their way to her ample chest, her firm nipples awaiting even a breeze of passion. Some began to poke and prod from underneath, nothing but a tease to the longing mage. That slight frustration was quickly silenced, for she soon found out that some of the tentacles in this den bore mouths. It latched around her areola with a suction that was immediately pleasurably, forcing the woman to let out a cry that was far louder and *far* more fueled by pleasure than any one before, including the ones she had heard while entering this haven. Her head began to arch back, the tentacle around her neck tightening its grip as her breaths struggled to keep up, taking every ounce of her energy to stay conscious amid the waves of pleasure and lack of oxygen in her body. She was split with relief and disappointment when the grip around her neck loosened, but there was much more to be concerned about.\n\nTentacles had begun to crowd around her crotch, interested in one particular hole that was already overcome with visitors that more than satisfied her desires, in fact growing them by the minute. The overflow began to slither to her behind, an area unprepared for the sudden penetration that the tentacles attacked her with. It was a shock to her, that they would even consider this area, but as they began to thrust, as she began to feel the effects of this bliss throughout her body, she set her objection aside. The tentacles in this place seemed attracted to her, some diverting their attention away from the other bodies it had within its grasp, even if it just meant to wrap itself around a limb or her waist.\n\nWhen she was at her limit, it felt as though a tentacle covered every inch of her. Even a simple touch caused her to shudder, to almost trip over the edge that she wanted to fall from so badly...\n\nHer breathing began to quicken as her heart did the same. Mana began to build up within her, ready to release when the moment was right. Their thrusts began to overtake her, each source of sensations seemed to build off eachother. It was far too late to stop the inevitable, as the sucking around both her nipples grew stronger, the raw pleasure in her crotch spreading infectiously to her mind, giving herself up to the pure, raw, ecstasy--\n\nShe finally came, pulling against her tentacle restraints with an undesired force caused by a coveted pleasure finally fulfilled. Her body and breaths tried to relax themselves, recover from the sensations that the tentacles controlled her with-\n\nBut that only served to remind her who was in charge. They didn't rest a moment, continuing with their assault of pleasure on her body. For a brief moment, she thought to try to make it stop, but with every breath she took, it became more clear within her head.\n\nThis was her fate, one she had no intention of denying." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After the standard superpower test, two childhood friends couldn't keep their hands off each other due to how much they heavily fetishize the other's superpower." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Part 1: Awakening\n\n---\n\"Okay, next on the list,\"the bald man at the front table said, \"Melissa Martinez.\"\nMissy hesitated to stand from her seat. \n*What if it's not enough?* she thought, *What if they think I'm lame and laugh me out of the Academy?* \nShe was broken out of her catastrophizing by a hand on her back. She turned to the boy sitting next to her. \n\"It's okay, Missy,\"he said, \"no matter what your power is, I know you'll do amazing.\"\nMissy smiled. \n\"Thanks, Jimmy.\"\nMissy stood up and walked down the aisle up to the open space in front of the table. She was very glad that Jimmy was there with her. They'd been best friends ever since kindergarten, and knew each other inside and out by this point. She was scared to death when she received the acceptance letter to the Kane Academy for Future Superheroes. Because only immediate family and fellow students could know you attended the school, it would mean that she would have to hide practically everything from him, something she couldn't bear to think about. So when she saw him at orientation, it was like the weight of the world had fallen off her back. \n\"Whenever you're ready, Miss Martinez,\"the man said. \nMissy closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and concentrated. She had no idea what her power would be, nobody did. She had been given a serum the night before, and was told that it would grant her a completely random ability. She felt something strange, like there was something beside her that she could feel the same way she felt her own limbs, and opened her eyes. A second Missy was standing right next to her, identical right down to the green molecular destabilization jumpsuit she wore. \n\"Duplicator, huh?\"the man said, \"certainly a useful power in theory. Try making one more.\"\nBoth Missy's nodded in unison and closed their eyes. Two more Missy's appeared on either side of the pair. \n\"Okay, so you can make more duplicates,\"he said, \"but I only asked for one.\"\n\"But I did only make one...\"all four said in unison, \"oh.\"\n\"I see, all the duplicates share one mind. Which means that when you do something, all your duplicates do it at the same time...that is a problem.\"\n\"Oh...\"\nAll four Missy's looked down at their feet. \n\"But the shared mind also provides an advantage,\"he said, \"it means you on your own could act as a coordinated team on the fly with no planning. You just need to learn how to control each duplicate separately. I'm assigning you to Professor White's advisory for mental training.\"\nMissy had to fight extra hard to keep even one of herself from squealing. Sophie White was one of the most powerful and experienced telepaths in the world! \n\"Thank you so much, Headmaster,\"Missy said. \n\"Thank you,\"the Headmaster said, \"now return to your seat.\"\nMissy's duplicates all phased back together into one body and she returned to her seat. \n\"That was...amazing!\"Jimmy whispered as another student was called up. \n\"Thanks!\"Missy whispered back, \"I can't believe I ended up with such a strong power, and get to train under Sophie White!\"\n\"Yeah, that's...pretty cool.\"\nJimmy crossed his hands over his lap and squeezed his thighs together. He could feel his dick getting harder as he remembered how many Missy's were in front of him just a minute ago. All he could think about was how hot that would be as a threesome (or even more). Especially with that shared mind, would all of them feel each other's stimulation, their arousal, their orgas-- \n*NO!* he thought, *Missy is like a sister to me! I shouldn't be thinking of her that way!* \nBut there was no denying how horny he was right then. Even when he tried to imagine his high school crushes duplicating themselves for him, his thoughts always circled back to Missy. \n\"James Jorgenson,\"the headmaster said, \"you're up.\"\nJimmy shook his head and stood up, walking up to the front of the room. \n\"Whenever you're ready, Mr. Jorgenson.\"\nJimmy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was difficult, but he managed to clear his head of naughty thoughts long enough for him to feel a tingle through his entire body. He opened his eyes back up and looked down at his hands. They didn't seem too different at first, but then he noticed them curling continuously from base to tip instead of bending at the knuckles. Looking at his arms he saw a similar effect: they curved like wet noodles instead of bending at the elbow. \n\"What the heck?\"he said, \"What kind of power is this?\"\n\"I have an idea or two,\"the headmaster said, \"one second.\"\nThe headmaster bent down beneath the table and picked up a beverage can with a gold label. He set it on the table. \n\"Reach out to grab this can of Nectar,\"he continued. \nJimmy looked at him with confusion for a moment, but fixed his face before reaching towards the table. His arm extended beyond its normal length, reaching almost ten feet to to the table. He wrapped his fingers around the gold can and pulled it back towards him. \n\"Just as I suspected,\"the headmaster said, \"elasticity. Not the most glamorous power in the world, but it is very useful, both in and out of combat. Let's see what else you can do, try...torso elongation. Raise your shoulders as high as you comfortably can without extending your legs.\"\nJimmy raised his arms up and stretched his torso upwards. He saw the rest of the room appear to shrink as his head drew closer to the ceiling. About halfway up, however, he started to feel a pain in his side, causing him to stop and wince. \n\"Okay, that's enough,\"the headmaster said, \"now come back down.\"\nJimmy lowered his shoulders back down some, and felt his stomach touching the floor. He stopped for a moment and took a deep breath, as if he were sucking in his gut. The flesh sprung back to its more taught state, and he continued to hold his breath the rest of the way down. \n\"Okay, so a little over fifteen feet of comfortable torso elongation. That's pretty standard, usually goes away with training. I think Professor Cassidy would make a good advisor for you.\"\nMissy was thankful that destabilizing molecules repelled water because she was suddenly feeling very wet between the legs. She was imagining hands, feet, and lips all over her body, moving relative to each other in ways that wouldn't be possible with a normal person. \n*No!* she thought, *That's gross, Jimmy's like a brother to me!* \nNevertheless, as Jimmy made his way back to his seat, Missy couldn't stop herself from rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to relieve her pleasant itch." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You and your twin have a psychic link. The two of you can perceive the others imagination. As kids it was awesome since you two could simulate adventures and battles. As adults you cant stop thinking about sex and the other is always aware of what youre into which is a lot now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Youve been a very bad girl, Vanessa, Gavin said as he circled me. His dress boots were clicking methodically on the linoleum. He always wore the same dress boots. They were a little worn, but still sexy. His normally dressy appearance was beautifully disheveled: sleeves rolled up to his elbow, tie undone and hanging from his unbuttoned collar, and his mane, which was usually pulled up into a low bun, was as wild and free as he was in the moment. He held the red candle stick in his hand, clutching it with strong, veiny fingers, and he lit it with the snap of his finger. It flickered menacingly, highlighting the heat in his. Brown? No Blue? Yeah, blue eyes. But god, you look so good like that.*\r \n\r \n*I was kneeling under a spotlight, naked and submissive, looking up at him with pleading eyes. My arms were bound tight behind my back in intricate knots. The pull felt so good, making me want to feel the tension as I moved. The black rope even wrapped around my breasts, making them swell, and it traveled downward between my legs, rubbing my naughty clit raw. I loved when he tied me in this position; I was exposed to him, at his will entirely, his to punish as he pleased. There was a puddle of my own arousal underneath me. Thank you, Master.*\r \n\r \n*As the wax dripped down the long, thick shaft of the candle, he squatted down before me. He hovered the candle over my chest, and with a teasing drip, the hot wax made contact with my flushed skin. I moaned unbridled as it made a line down my erect nipples and fell onto my thighs. It solidified, making a cast that melded with my skin. Gavin chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying himself as he gave another drip on the other breast. Then another. And another. I moaned repeatedly, pussy running like a broken faucet.* \r \n\r \n*Does that feel good, Princess? he asked me.*\r \n\r \n*I nodded wordlessly, lingering in the pain sizzling my skin.*\r \n\r \n*He grabbed me by my chin, forcing me to look at him. His breath was laced with whiskey as he huffed angrily. It made my head swim. I asked you a question, you disobedient slut.*\r \n\r \n*I whimpered, feeling the threat of an orgasm coming through my veins. I also loved that he called me names. I mean, I was a disobedient slut. Im s-sorry, Master, I pleaded, dizzy with lust. Yes, the wax feels good. So, so good.*\r \n\r \n*Thats better. He released my chin roughly, rising to his feet. He blew out the candle, tossing it away, and from what seemed like a never-ending pocket he pulled out a paddle. Red, lacquered, filled with heart shaped holes. That one was my favorite. Now, its time to give you your punishment. Tell me: Whats the rule again?*\r \n\r \n*I swallowed, bending over with my cheek to the floor. The jeweled plug that he had me wear for him glimmered in the light, the bulb deep and tight in my asshole. Face down and ass up was the only way Id receive my punishments. That way each swat rippled through my body. Count out loud for every swing, Master. No matter how much it hurts.*\r \n\r \n*Thats a good little bitch. Now He leaned down, rubbing the smooth wood against my bare flesh. His warm breath was in my ear. Whats our safe word?*\r \n\r \n*Watergate.*\r \n\r \nWatergate? Really? my twin brother, Victor teased.\r \n\r \nI rolled my eyes, trying to stay in my imagination. Leave me alone. If I have to listen to his lecture on American Politics from Nixon to Reagan, itll help me stay focused.\r \n\r \nVictor continued to type on his laptop, taking notes as Gavin, the PhD candidate who taught our class, lectured on. I regret that we waited until senior year of college to get that US History credit out of the way, or that we signed up for the lecture at the same time. But at least we could keep each other entertained. And I could fantasize about the hottest guy to have ever explained the War of Drugs to me. I just cant believe you think a doctoral candidate in history could ever be a Dom, said Victor. The erotic candles are a nice touch, though.\r \n\r \nI shrugged, pretending to type and pay attention to the lecture. Listen. He looks like hed talk to me about the downfall of capitalism over an IPA. That turns me on.\r \n\r \nVictor made a fake gagging motion.\r \n\r \nGavin cleared his throat, signaling for our attention. Vanessa, Victor, have anything interesting to contribute to the lecture from your conversation? he asked sternly.\r \n\r \nI panicked as I looked at the screen. The PowerPoint slide said Jimmy Carter and the Camp David Accords. I coughed, coming up with some bullshit on the fly. I, uh, was just telling Victor how I was surprised that were focusing so much on Carters foreign policy when he was truly a domestic president. I would love to hear more about how he spoke out in support of cannabis decriminalization.\r \n\r \nGavin stared at me for a moment, probably trying to shift through my bullshit. Then, he smiled softly. Thats rather intuitive, Vanessa. But well talk more about domestic policy in the next lecture. Good thinking though. He gave me a subtle wink then went back to lecturing. I pinched my legs together in a moment of weakness.\r \n\r \nOh my god, youre disgusting, Victor berated me in a whisper. \r \n\r \nI chuckled, stepping back into my fantasy. Yes I am. Now, if you dont want to be grossed out further, stay out of my head." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write an erotic story. Except you're not allowed to use actual words for genitalia or body fluids, only terrible euphemisms." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"How is everything tonight?\"the waiter asked Rachel. She was staring ahead at Paul as she cleaned the last morsel of the chocolate lava cake from her spoon, ignoring the waiter until Paul spoke up.\n\nHe swallowed the lump in his throat, the constriction caused by Rachel's dainty foot, playing soccer under the table. \"She loved, it,\"Paul said. \"Can we get the check?\"\n\n\"Of course, sir,\"the waiter replied and walked away.\n\n\"Cheese and crackers, Rachel, have you no shame?\"he whispered. \n\n\"You loved it, though, didn't you?\"she asked with a wry smile. \"I didn't mean to be a *bother*,\"she said, pressing her toes deeper past his midfield. His two defenders were no match for her star forward.\n\nPaul closed his eyes and gripped the table. He did love how she controlled the field of play, how she made him blush with embarrassment. The waiter returned and Paul practically threw the credit card to him, just to get him away from the table. Paul could feel his hot tears weeping from her touch, even through his slacks and briefs. It was going to be a long drive home.\n\n​\n\nThey barely made it past the threshold before they started sucking face. Rachel grabbed his tie and threw him against the wall, knocking the wind out of him. As he loosened the tie, she ripped open his shirt, buttons clattering on the hardwood floor. Paul's chest was heaving as she traversed him, teasing his ta-ta's mercilessly with her wet noodle. \n\nRachel push off and started to sashay down the hall. Paul was about to follow when she turned around and admonished him. \"Get on your knees, pilgrim,\"she demanded. \"Show me the penitent man you need to be in order to pray at my temple.\"\n\nPaul dropped down on all fours and skittered like a puppy with paws that were too big. Rachel already unzipped the sides of her dress and let the garment fall. He stuck his nose into it and tried to get every mote of desire, lingering on her clothes. She waited for him on the living room couch, wearing her birthday suit. He slowly crawled to her, stopping at every article of clothing along the way. He could feel Little Paul straining to get some play time but he knew he had to be a good boy. \n\n\"You've been very patient,\"she told him, rolling one of her sweet mounds between her fingers. She let her other hand drop over her center and played with her velvet. \n\nPaul knelt between her gams, his hands digging into his lap, anything to take his mind off her hotbox, inches away.\n\n\"Too bad for you, I'm in no rush,\"she said standing. She stepped closer, and he closed his eyes, his nose to her grindstone. \"I just *love* to see you like this, so eager, so desperate. How does it feel?\"\n\n\"It feels...frustrating,\"he said.\n\nRachel stepped away and gave him five across the eyes. \"What is my name?\"\n\nThe sting of her slap was like high-fiving a hot plate. \"It feels...frustrating, Madame,\"he said, correcting himself. \n\nSatisfied with his answer, Rachel sat down on the couch again. She used one hand to pull back her roast beef curtains and began her vaudeville routine, dancing on the stage with high kicks and practiced timing. \n\n\"I hope you appreciate this,\"she said as she circled the field. \"Be a good boy, and show me your appreciation.\"\n\nPaul nodded and plunged face-first into her hoohah. He lost his mind as he explored the fertile crescent, praying to the deity before him. He slid his hands under her hamhocks and pressed harder, murmuring his prayers into the echos of her dark halls.\n\nRachel gripped the couch for dear life as Paul continued his prayers. She could feel *la petit mort* growing inside, gaining momentum as she rose and fell with his hands. She closed her eyes and held him tight against her buh-jina as she reached her next epiphany, stars in her eyes. She slumped back into the couch, and watched as Paul rose from the ground and began to strip. \n\nPaul let his fat hog bounce back and forth between his legs. Rachel never let him touch his rod, saving that for herself. She curled her finger to beckon him and he approached her holy grail. He felt his engorged member dip into her warm waters and her love muscles tensed around him. \"Oh lord,\"he blurted. \"Wash away my sins!\"\n\nRachel wrapped her legs around him then gripped his kit and caboodle as he found the right rhythm. She loved how his man meat appeared and re-appeared with more and more sheen, pulling her own love paste with it. She gave his family jewels a squeeze and that sent him over the edge, the flow of his spunk sent arcing over her belly, covering her sweater puppies in baby batter.\n\nShe took a dollop of it on her finger then tasted his salty hot sauce. Paul was exhausted, pulling out of her crevasse and waited for her to let him go. \"Clean up, my sweet boy,\"she said, still playing with his love juice. \"Then come back and clean this too.\"\n\nHe was elated, knowing that he was able to gratify her so fully. He smiled and backed away, leaving her to her own ministrations. \n\n***\n\nComments and feedback are welcome." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "When the super-spy was captured by the enemy, she had expected to be tortured and mentally prepared herself against the pain to keep from spilling her secrets. But she hadn't expected that they'd try to break her mind by overwhelming her with sexual pleasure." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Kate panted, reeling from the strength of the orgasm. The device she was strapped to whirred as it pulled out of her and shut down. The man calmly walked over to her.\n\nNow, He said, with a thick Russian accent, Are you ready to tell us who your contact is?\n\nThis was her third orgasm already. She was starting to feel the effects. She wanted more. She was sore, but she her mind ached for release. The drugs they pumped her with made her so horny, she was aroused again almost instantly.\n\nIll...Ill never tell... she said feebly, Ill never... The general clicked his tongue and moved away from her.\n\nPerhaps you need another taste, he said. He gestured to a man behind a computer setup. The man nodded and pushed a couple buttons. The machine whirred back to life.\n\nKates hungry pussy throbbed as a vibrator was pushed into it and another pushed into her ass. The electrodes attached to her head shocked her, and the vibrators began to work. Kate moaned with pleasure as the vibrators hummed, steadily growing more intense. The machine shocked her again, and she went from slightly aroused to dripping.\n\nI...wont...I wont... she repeated. The machine whirred again as the intensity ramped up. She could feel it building. She could feel herself nearing it. She was almost there...\n\nWith another shock, Kate climaxed. Her mind flooded with pleasure and relief. It was like her whole life was building to this moment her eyes glazed over as she gave herself over to the sensation. The machine whirred and powered down again.\n\nI think that will be enough, the general said. He nodded to two guards, and they untied the still shivering Kate from the machine. The clasped the arm bar to her and locked it in place. Her arms were trapped behind her, unable to even reach each other.\n\nWait, she said, how...how long? How long until...\n\nHow long until you can experience this agin? The general finished for her. He clicked his tongue again. Not until you are ready to talk. He nodded, and the guards shoved her out the door.\n\nKates pussy ached, but she craved more. She needed it. She had to have it. Her arms couldnt move. She couldnt get herself off. It was either the machine, or nothing.\n\nThe guards threw her in the cell. She lay there, shivering and dripping, longing for another orgasm, another touch, something, anything! But nothing came, and neither could she." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your magical friend shows you an experiment she's been working on with glass spheres. If you break a sphere, whatever's inside it is multiplied by 10. For example a sphere filled with water could fill a bathtub. She holds up a sphere with a hole in it and smiles. \"This one's for your dick.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"oh haha, very funny,\"I rolled my eyes, trying to not let Astrid's quip get to me.\n\n\"I know right? Now there's something else to laugh at besides your dick.\"That smug bitch grinned at me as she rolled the sphere between her hands on the table idly. It was no secret I was a 'little' below average, the source of an entire high school career's worth of mockery, despite the fact I was a grower not a shower. Astrid had always been a jokester, full of shit--except when it came to her magical pranks, whether it was changing everyone's hair color during morning class or polymorphing into the principal; but this was too much. Judging by her expression, though, she knew it was bothering me. \"What's the matter dude? It's just a little joke. Just try it out, all you have to do is stick it in here.\"She demonstrated with her pinkie, frowning as it got stuck before pulling it out with a pop. She smirked at me, only fidgeting a bit as she realized doubling down was the wrong idea, my face darkening.\n\n\"Okay I get it!! I've got a shrimp dick! Everyone knows it, even my best friend thinks it! Now drop it.\"\n\n\"Look I'm sorry, I didn't rea-,\"whatever apology Astrid was going for disappeared as the sphere, still being fidgeted with, fell out her grasp. I watched in slow motion as she fumbled for it as it fell. And as she somehow always managed, she ended up throwing it instead of catching propelling it straight towards me. It hit me in the crotch at fumble speed, which is surprisingly more painful than it sounds. That would have been the end of it, except my belt buckle caught it first, shattering the sphere and spraying an actually pleasant smelling liquid all over my jeans.\n\nWe paused, not a sound being made as we kept eye contact, Astrid's face a deep O as she looked on in horror. 15 seconds, then 30. She frowned.\n\n\"It should have worked by now, I don't understand,\"thumbing her lip in thought. I looked at her, hunched over with my legs spread like a man who just dropped a gallon of milk.\n\n\"What do you mean 'should have'? You haven't tested it before? You always do a test run with your experiments.\"Astrid jumped a little, blushing a little as she started stammering.\n\n\"H-how do you think I'd be able to test it?\"I don't have a penis?\"\n\n\"I'm sure you'd find any number of willing participants out there somewhere,\"I gestured vaguely, still trying to keep as much of the liquid from seeping into my underwear as possible. \"Hell you'd probably even see it in action.\"\n\n\"I'm not going to walk up to some random guy and say 'Hey got a small penis? I want to see if this makes it grow'.\"She paused, as I groaned, an uncomfortable rumble in my stomach. She started backing up as I waddled towards her, my fave pale.\n\n\"I don't feel so good,\"I moaned, lurching towards her, trying to hide my grin. A grin that quickly fell as she slipped, falling and spilling a smoking beaker all over her lab coat. I managed to catch her hand but fell with her, and ended up on top of her, eyes locked. I belatedly noticed a dampness spreading across my my boys, more distracted by Astrid's chest. Had it always been this ample, or did she try to hide it?\n\nSpeaking of Astrid, her face was a bright crimson, frozen stiff like before. I sniffed the air.\n\n\"What smells like...cinnamon?\"Her blush quickly changed to deathly white.\n\n\"Shit shitshit!!!\"She pushed me off of her, running out the lab in a panic. I fell backwards, hearing a door slam shut a few seconds later. And that was when I felt the twitch.\n\nIt happened quickly and painlessly, up until I ran out of room in my pants. And then the seams popped, leaving me staring in horror at the massive...THING...Between my legs.\n\n\"AAAAASTRIIIIID!!\"I screamed through the house. Luckily she lived alone, I wouldn't want to explain this to anyone, or couldn't. I stood up, right pants leg ripped as I stiffly walked to the door. Thank God the potion didn't affect my balls or I'd never walk again. If I was hard, I wouldn't be able to even be able to zombie walk. \n\nLeaving the lab I followed the puddle trail to Astrid's room, knocking over a few low hanging plants and an ironically placed bowl of fruit. I'd been angry and anxious when this first happened, but when I realized I felt basically nothing after slamming my dick into the coffee table, I decided furious and scared was more appropriate.\n\nWhen I got to her bedroom the door was closed. I slammed my hands on the door, screaming her name.\n\n\"Astrid open the fucking door!! Look what you did to me! It's like a third fucking thigh down there I can't even walk!!\"No answer. I started to get nervous. \"Astrid? Astrid?!\"I started beating at the door, but I couldn't break it down, much less get a running start.\n\nI looked down at my once manageable cock, thinking....\n\n\"Fuck it,\"I said. Luckily it was still damp as I started, not so much stroking it as massaging it, but I couldn't think of anything in the moment. I had to find something so I could get through the door to Astrid. Astrid...\n\nThinking about her soft chest, how flushed she was, the one time I heard her masturbating but never told her.\n\nQuicker than I expected, I had a club and more than a little light headedness. And I started going away at the door. Don't ask me how but I managed to splinter the wood around the knob and shouldering through the door.\n\nI stumbled in just in time to watch Astrid spread her pink lips as she came, moaning my name that I couldn't hear through her door.\n\n We made eye contact.\n\nMy erection grew.\n\nMy vision dimmed." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Karla received a cute dress from a (coworker or family member) at the secret santa gift handout. She likes it so much that she decides to wear it for the rest of the night. What she doesn't realize is that the dress is cursed and is invisible to everyone else." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What the fuck, man? I thought you said it's gonna be an invisible dress?\"One of the guys huddled around threw an angry look at Roy.\n\n\"No, come on guys...\"Roy protested holding out the blue satin in his hands. \"That's...that's not how it works...\"\n\n\"Dude, Roy, you fucked up.\"\"We threw in money for this shit...\"\"The hell man?\"his coworkers took turns disparaging Roy.\n\n\"It...it only turns invisible when she puts it on. That's what the psychic told m...me wh...when I b...b...bought it,\"Roy's stammer always started to surface the more nervous he got. \"She h...has to see it first, or sh...she won't put it on, right?\"\n\n\"Yo, dudes!\"A commanding female voice made the group of men huddled jump to attention. \"Break was over five minutes ago. Hit the floor,\"Karla ordered sternly.\n\nThe group scattered like roaches leaving Roy to quickly shove the dress in his locker, trying desperately to keep it concealed from their forewoman. He felt her eyes locked on him as he fumbled with his weight belt and opened the door to join the others on the warehouse floor.\n\n\"Roy,\"Karla said in a lower voice, \"keep your chin up, you're doing a good job. Don't worry what the other guys are saying.\"She punctuated with a small but sincere smile.\n\nHaving just started at the beginning of the holiday season, Roy was by far, the newest member of the team. Fitting in was never easy for him, and with the group of guys at the warehouse he felt especially like an outsider. The mystic dress was backfiring badly, though. He knew it would work. They would all see tonight. They would stop ridiculing him once they saw he could deliver on what he promised.\n\nThe last truck had been loaded and the first bottle of champagne popped open with with a crack.\n\n\"Boys, boys, boys,\"Karla called over the dozen or so of her subordinates milling around the warehouse floor. She was much shorter than any of them, so she stood atop a stack of pallets in the center of the warehouse. The room fell silent. Despite being petite, Karla had a commanding presence among the much larger men who worked for her. She had worked the warehouse since she was in high school and moved up the ranks through hard work and shrewd intelligence. Karla was a tough but fair boss who had earned their respect through shear hard work. \"Boys, thank you for one of the best holiday's we've ever had here!\"There was a murmurer of approval from her team. \"All ya hulkin' men made me proud this year,\"she declared grinning and some of the men answered in hoots and cheers. Raising a glass she declared, \"This one's for my boys!\"They all took a long swig of what would me many drinks that night.\n\n\"Now, how about our secret santa gifts?\"She asked. It was a workplace tradition since she was forewoman to hold a whole warehouse gift exchange.\n\n\"Open your's first!\"one of the guys called with a few others nodding in approval.\n\n\"Ok, ok,\"she began methodically tearing the quickly wrapped gift wrapped box. All the guys held their breath knowing what was inside, wanting to see if the dress would work. Roy felt sweat bead on the back of his neck, desperate for it to work. \"Oh my God!\"Karla cried. \"It's fucking gorgeous!\"She was holding up the dress, a blue that matched her dyed hair.\n\n\"Try it on!\"\"Put it on!\"shouts came from the crowd.\n\n\"This thing? Now!\"Karla stared at how low the front of the dress cut. \"I don't think I can wear this with a bra on.\"\n\nA few hoots and whistles came from the guys along with a few more shouts of encouragement.\n\n\"Alright, calm the fuck down!\"She said with a wry grin. \"Bill, I know you've always wanted to see my tits anyway, this will be the best look you get.\"She was followed by a few more shouts. \"The rest of ya guys keep on opening your gifts, I'm gonna go change. God, this is a fucking fancy dress, I do wonder who my secret santa was?\"\n\nRoy couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw Karla give him a little wink as she turned and headed towards her office. The rest of the guys returned to their own gifts and muttering among themselves. A light tension hung in the room. Would it work? Would she realize the dress made itself invisible when she put it on? Roy was too nervous to pay any attention to the coffee grinder he had opened. Instead, he kept staring at Karla's office, door shut and blinds drawn. He would be a hero if this worked.\n\nEvery guy in the room had their eyes fixed on Karla's door as it swung open and she stepped out onto the warehouse floor. The room fell silent. She was completely naked except for a black choker around her neck. Normally she was in lose and heavy work clothes. No one she worked with knew what a sexy figure she had been hiding all this time. \"So, how do I look?\"She asked even though she knew what the stupid looks plastered across the guys faces meant. A mischievous smile snaked across her own.\n\nShe took a few steps forward, her wide hips slowly rocked and her breasts bounced. Karla threw around boxes on the work floor with the best of the guys, and she had a rock, hard body to show for it.\n\n\"Guys, it's a fucking party, liven the hell up!\"she yelled cranking the music and grabbing a beer. A bunch of guys whooped loudly and joined her.\n\n\"Roy, my man, I can't believe it worked!\"One of the guys said slapping him hard on his back making his way over to get a closer look at his nude forewoman. Roy felt a relief wash over him as guys shot him thumbs up and approving nods all around the room before flocking over to Karla.\n\nAs the party revved into gear, Karla led the group dancing. Her body twisted and she threw her hands above her head. Her stomach twisted and her ass bounced. Most men watched and a few joined her on the dance floor. They started handing Karla more drinks and song after song she felt her face grow flusher and her mind grow fuzzier. It wasn't long before she was dancing with her ass against the bulges in guys pants. When the alcohol got the better of a few of her dance partners and their hands started to wander, she was quick to playfully bat them away and gave them a sideways glance from under her dark eyeliner before finding a new partner.\n\n\"Alright guys, it's late enough,\"Karla called, out of breath and red faced. She had been dancing for more than two hours straight. The guys would have stayed and watched for another two, but they knew when she called it, the party was over. She gave her hips a little extra swing as she headed back to the office and bid the guys goodnight with a final wink and a blown kiss as she shut the door.\n\n\"New guy cleans,\"one of the veterans called as the rest of the guys packed up their stuff, but each one of the guys made it a point to stop with Roy and congratulate him on the awesome gift as he began scooping up solo cups. Roy smiled to himself.\n\nThe intercom crackled to life overhead, \"Roy, my office.\"A weight dropped into his stomach. Karla sounded firm. Had she discovered what the dress did? His brief moment of victory unceremoniously cut down.\n\nKarla was leaning against a wall, still with the invisible dress on, with an arm under her breasts and the other lazily holding a glass of whisky everyone know she kept stashed in her desk drawer. \"Are they all gone?\"She asked raising one eyebrow.\n\n\"Uh, y...yes ma'am,\"Roy reported glancing out at the empty warehouse.\n\n\"Good, we need to have a talk.\"Despite being clearly drunk, Karla kept her authoritative tone. \"I know you got me the dress.\"\n\n Roy was starting to feel sick.\n\n\"I know what the guys expected it to do,\"she continued as she took a sip of whisky. \"It's still in the box over there.\"\n\nRoy looked over at her desk and saw the box, lid askew, and blue satin still inside, \"Wait, so y...you, you're n...n...\"\n\nKarla put down her glass on the desk and slunk up to Roy. She was half a head shorter than him, but sill an authoritative pretense. She smelled sweet of sweat and perfume. \"I'm naked,\"she finished Roy's thought for him. She stood silently for what felt like an eternity before turning a few steps back for more whisky. \"I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. I used to strip when I was younger, so it was nothing new, but its been a few years. I had forgot how simply wonderful it feels.\"\n\n\"So, I'm n...not in trouble?\"Roy asked.\n\nKarla shook her head, her blue bangs swishing in front of her eyes as she did, \"No Roy honey,\"she took a few steps back towards him. \"I assume this gave you some respect form the guys, hmm?\"\n\nRoy shook his head up and down.\n\n\"Good, I saw how they were talking to you in the break room today.\"\n\nRoy's drunk mind tried to make sense of what Karla was saying, \"So you played along for m...me?\"\n\nKarla silently nodded. \"They can be fucking pricks sometime, but once you get to know them, they're good guys.\"She looked down, \"and speaking of pricks...\"Roy gasped as Karla grabbed the bulge in his pants. \"I can think of only one way to welcome you to the team full time and thank you for the dress...\"and she added with a twisted grin, \"aaaaas long as you don't tell HR or any of the other guys about this.\"Karla knelt in front of Roy and began slowly unzipping his pants.\n\nRoy stared down at Karla. Her big, dark eyes were focused on his crotch as her fingers nimbly worked his fly and his pants fell to the floor. He inhaled sharply as she wrapped her hand around the bulge in his boxers and squeezed. She looked up at him as she kissed the wet dot growing at the tip of his cock. \"What'da say? A merry Christmas blow job?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "A paranoid King locks away his only daughter in an isolated, luxurious palace/gilded cage with a full staff of female servants. She's not complaining...she's a lesbian." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So goes the royal decree: The princess shall live, until her marriage, in the castle of Mallada. No male servants shall work there, and no male visitor shall enter any further than the courtyard of the castle.\"\n\nPrincess Aloisya felt salt in the wrinkles of her mouth upon hearing those terrible words spoken upon her by her father. *No, this couldn't be!*\n\n\"Furthermore, the princess shall be allowed to reign within the castle walls as she pleases, while still being bound by this decree.\"\n\n*Thump* the scepter came down, and all which had just been said had become a law. Her mother patted her on the shoulder, muttering something about not being able to do anything about it. Aloisya didn't care, but her reasons were very different from the ones expected.\n\nWhen they neared the castle a few days later, Aloisya spotted the golden reflections from afar. It was a beautiful building, with hidden gardens and tall trees where Aloisia could only imagine how they'd been a small sapling once. But all of this beauty couldn't lessen her anger when she was told to make herself comfortable there. \"Go home, and don't come back until snow falls!\", she screamed after her family when they left.\n\nShe was steaming. They really thought they could control her *life*! She wasn't just a pawn on their chess field, and one day, she was going to prove it! But until then...On to have fun!\n\n\"Mistelle, please bring my travelling chests up to my tower\", she called. When the hero of the eight-fold war lifted up her luggage, she couldn't help but admire the flexing muscles. How much she'd give for them to tense up while moans would fill the room.\n\nWhile the sun still shone upon the hills of Mallada, Aloisya paid a visit to the laundry, under the guise of a quality inspection. What she really was interested in, though, was the underwear. To her surprise, she didn't find a single hair, not one. *Strange*, she thought to herself.\n\nWhen darkness fell, dinner was served. *Gosh, those delicious curves!* she observed. Her father had only selected the finest maids to keep the castle, and they sure knew how to look after themselves and dress good! Aloisya didn't even taste the food, she was busy sneaking peeks at her new companions.\n\n\"Princess, it is very late already, you should go to sleep\", she was urged at last by Liana, her personal caretaker.\n\nShe objected. \"Let's just do five more minutes!\"Was Mistelle observing Liana back there? And that other woman, the one with the ebony skin, too?\n\n\"Sure, your highness\"\n\nAs she sat, she could't help but notice the nervous peaks she received.\n\n\"I'm tired, I'll go to sleep\", she forfeited at last. Liana brought her up the stairs, while the other servants who had eaten with her rushed to clean the great hall.\n\nSweetly, Liana wished her a good night before disappearing. But not after long, Aloisya was caught by her curiosity. Something was going on there, she could tell by the way she had been urged to leave the room. Silently, she opened the door, barely avoiding tipping over a can of water which had been placed infront of it.\n\nWhen Aloisya entered the great hall, the sight that unfolded was...Unorthodox. Naked bodies everywhere, and moans filled the room along with hot steamy air. Cushions had been placed everywhere, and on them were her servants, indulging in acts Aloisya had thought fiction. Each and every one of them was shaved from the eyebrows down, which came in handy while they explored their bodies-\n\n\"Oh, your Highness\", she was suddenly greeted by a nearly-naked Mistelle, only wearing a bathrobe. The noise stopped.\n\nShe looked around, squinting. Mistelle held her breath. Another woman quickly jumped off the throne, where Liana had been massaging her breasts. \"What? Do you expect me not to partake?\", Aloisya laughed. This was going to be heaven for her, and maybe she could even drag out the wedding, dying a virgin...As if that mattered to her." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Liking your personal space, you had a cheeky way of keeping the bus seat next to you empty. By sticking a large dildo on it until people awkwardly walked away. Imagine your surprise when a fat assed cutie pulls her skirt up and sits right next to you." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "When I stuck the dildo on the seat as a stunt I had expected red faced sputtering of the probably virgin guy, the angry look and stare of the old prude woman . \n\nBut never in a million years would I have imagined a petite, barely 5 foot tall red head, casually walking up to my seat, lifting her skirt up and just sitting down on it like she did this everyday, which now that I think about it, she might just be doing it everyday. \n\nStill it was one of those bad dragon dildos that I had bought out of curiosity. The one that looked like a tentacle, with a wider base and was atleast 8 inches long. I couldn't even go all the way down on it.\n\nJust as I was staring at her in shock, she turned to smile at me. \"A bit cheaper model. But still very good.\"She goes. \"I have better ones, want to see them? I am Tracey by the way.\"\n\nI shook my head hurriedly, now it was my face that was bright red. \n\nThe bus started to soon there was a bump on the road. I am sure all the guy in the bus had an hard on when Tracey gave a loud moan. That continued for the rest of the journey. I was one of the first to get out off the bus when the ride ended. \n\n\"Hey you left this!\"Came a voice, turning back I saw the girl running after me, waving the now wet big tentacle dildo around. \n\n\"No thanks, you can keep it.\"I shouted back quickly, trying to get away fast. That seemed to be the cue as two guys, from the same bus, came forward waving a few hundred dollar bills to buy the thing from her. \n\nBefore I turned to beat the hell out of there, the last I saw was Tracey wink at me as she started to auction off the \"pussy juice covered dildo.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You and your partner in crime hide inside a closed mall as the police search for the two of you. You could feel your heart racing as you hear the footsteps drawing closer. Your partner tells you that they have never been so horny and you find yourself feeling the same." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I ran through the library section, my bag heavy and thudding against my back with books. Sarah ran beside me, panting hard. The library was always a dangerous place, the shelves orderly with no place to hide, long lines of sight for them to see you down.\r \nLibrarians, 3 of them were about 50 metres away sprinting, their faces blank and featureless like mannequins aside from a pair of glasses and a stereotypical grey bun of hair. They looked old but they moved fast.\r \nNo talking in the library! they shouted in the same old lady voice.\r \nAs I ran past the shelves they began to change, there were different kinds, the wood changing colour. Suddenly they were individual shelves lined with books and little generic nick-nacs. Prices and descriptions hung off them further down the line until we passed beneath a sign. Bedding section\r \nWe were out of the library and entering the furniture retail biome.\r \nThe librarians behind us started to mutate, hair deforming into little caps, the books in their hands became torches. They became blank faced security guards that maintained the same pace.\r \nNo talkinggggah! -is closed! I heard one shout, their voice shifting down to that of a man.\r \nSarah was falling behind, we needed to find a hiding place!\r \nI ran to the side, ducking through little mock bedrooms with fake TVs and fake laptops. I tossed my bag onto an Idans bed and climbed into the adjoining Ivar cabinet. Maybe it was a Brimnes? I would satisfy my curiosity when I wasnt being hunted. Sarah tossed her bag to land with mine and thundered into the small space with me, her leg twisting over my waist to fall down behind the small of my back. She leaned back against the far wall and tried to hook her other thigh beneath me but I couldnt close the door. At the last moment her foot came up, resting beside my head, the magnets clicked and we were secure if not comfortable.\r \nI forced my breathing down and eased to sit on the floor of the cabinet. All of Sarahs weight pressed down into my lap, her raised right and twisted left couldnt bear any of her weight and her short skirt rested firmly against my crotch. Its a box, Im in a box, there is death outside, mean nasty death! I should think about death and not her warm thighs and tight gorgeous arse pressed hard against me. Her skirt fell down her raised thigh exposing her smooth warm skin.\r \nThe store is closed! shouted beside our hiding hole.\r \nI closed my eyes tight, focussing on death. My hands were raised above me, there was nowhere safe to put them down with Sarah pressed into my lap. There was a faint clicking sound and warm orange light bloomed up from her hand. I could see her face, cheeks flushed from our run, her chest rising and falling with her breathing. She looked down at her crotch and bit her lip. I felt myself start to grow hard, seeing her smooth thighs around me.\r \nShe mouthed Im so fucking horny! Oh my god! with a slow rock of her hips.\r \nShe froze at the fresh shouting outside.\r \nNot helping! I mouthed.\r \nShe grinned and took my hand, letting it rest down on her waist, sliding it up toward her top, pulling my fingertips up beneath the material. Her fingers ran down to her skirt. I could feel the heat blooming from her sex. She adjusted her hips a little, doing her best to do it silently until she pressed hard against the base of my now throbbing cock. She pulled the material of her skirt up from between us slowly until it popped free and her underwear pressed firmly against me.\r \nI lowered my other hand down to her sex and rubbed my thumb firm against her underware. Her eyes went wide and she shot a hand up to her lips, biting down on it hard. I pressed more firmly until her cheeks flushed red and her eyes fluttered closed then pulled my thumb away. Her hips remained steady now and stopped teasing though I could do nothing about her warmth that enveloped my cock.\r \nYou too loud I mouthed and glared. This was not the place for fucking.\r \nShe pouted and we both cringed when a loud voice shouted beside our box. The store is closed!\r \nHer breathing was slow and deep, her eyes running down to her hips, she was growing warmer and wetter by the moment. She reached for her crotch but instead of touching herself she pulled at the button of my pants. I wanted to fuck knows I wanted to. My cock was so hard it hurt and Sarah was a fucking goddess.\r \nShe pouted at me with big puppy dog eyes, her fingers didnt attack the button, they simply gave little needy tugs while she pleaded. I glared and the moment I popped the button her act fell away to a grin. My fly eased down, given room by her hips rolling down to the base of my cock. I came free and she scowled, unable to lift her hips, she tried to shift until my other hand slid down her waist and pressed her back to my lap.\r \nI hooked a finger into her underwear. She eased her hands down behind her back, supporting a bit of her weight against the floor. Her underwear came aside and I forced my cock to run down over her clit, feeling it glide against her wet lips with increasing pressure until the tip pressed hard against her entrance and suddenly slid in.\r \nShe bit her bottom lip and arched her head back, her hips falling down to meet mine and forcing my cock into her unbelievably tight sex. The angle gave her no way to escape, she glided down to the base and remained in place. My hard cock throbbed inside her, each time she took in a little sharp breath.\r \nMy thumb eased over her clit, we couldnt thrust in the small space but the way her sex held me, the way it clenched and eased, it felt like she was drawing me deeper into her. I throbbed hard in the heat of her, feeling her shudder as my thumb ran up to her clit and massaged her little button.\r \nHer eyes fell shut, her back arching toward me. My fingertips teased a light tickle down her inner thigh that was raised against my chest, she writhed against my fingers and her mouth fell open. No sound came out as she shuddered and clenched. Her hand came up to her lips, letting more of her weight fall down onto me, my cock bottoming out inside her as she shuddered toward a climax.\r \nShe covered her mouth, her breathing rising faster, her crotch growing hotter. Her sex suddenly drew tight around me, it pulled, milking me into her sex.\r \nI realised there was no way to pull out, I couldnt lift her off my lap and there was no way to ease my cock out of her. Oh fuck, I was going to cum inside her. She knew it too, her hips rocking over me. I tried to think of something else, anything to prolong it long enough but nothing pulled my attention away from the sensation of her sex drawing itself up around me.\r \nShe rocked her hips, only the fraction she could manage and slowly drew me to the edge. Her eyes filled with post climax lust.\r \nCan't pull out I mouthed.\r \nI know she said with a grin.\r \nThe knowledge she wanted it is what tipped me over the edge, my cock pulsed and released deep into her sex. She stopped rocking and pressed herself down on my cock as hard as she could, her eyes fluttering closed as she grinned to herself.\r \nMy head fell back, breathing deep, one hand resting on her thigh the other on her sex. \r \n\\-\r \nWe hadnt heard any shouting in a while and I tentatively opened the door. Sarah shifted and we both tumbled out onto the floor with a quiet laugh.\r \nYou are a terrible scavenger partner. I laughed as I eased my cock back into my pants.\r \nYoure still going to pick me next time. she said with a toothy grin. Easing her underware back into place, her hand lingering on her sex before she rose on shaky legs.\r \nWe collected our bags and headed back toward the safety of the office biome where the rest were camped out. We didnt talk but the little smiles she shot me and the blush I had in response said enough." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The cute assistant is apologetic as she leads you to the conference room. \"Thank you for coming, but there's been some delays. Can I get you anything while you wait? Tea? Coffee? Blowjob?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Marcus tapped his foot and looked up at the clock on the wall. 12:13pm. He felt a little foolish having rushed to get here ten minutes early for his 12pm meeting at Eros Media only to sit around staring at the waiting room furniture. He stretched his legs a bit and rubbed his chin.\n\nAs he leafed through the collection of magazines scattered on the glass table for the third time, he saw the receptionist he'd spoken to earlier briskly returning down the long hallway to his right. He couldn't help but stare a bit - at her thick-rimmed black glasses, her bouncing blonde-brunette bangs, her tight-fitting white button-down shirt revealing a hint of a red bra underneath, her professional just-the-right-length skirt. As she approached the entrance to the waiting room Marcus caught himself and looked down at his shoes.\n\n\"Mr. James? Sorry for the wait. Things are a bit hectic around here today...just like every other day.\"She paused and smiled. Marcus looked up and gave her a light chuckle, this time noticing her badge - Rebecca Sanders, administrative assistant.\n\n\"They should be ready for you around 12:30. Can I get you anything in the meantime? Coffee? Tea? Blowjob?\"\n\nMarcus shifted in his seat awkwardly. \"I'll take a coffee with milk and sugar and a blowjob, thanks.\"\n\nAlthough this was Marcus' first time visiting the Eros Media offices, he had heard plenty of stories from his coworkers and was already expecting their...unique corporate culture. Eros was the largest sex company in the world. After a decade-long strategy of aggressive growth and several high-profile acquisitions, they were a dominant player in nearly every facet of the sex industry, from hookup apps to porn to sex toys. A few years back they acquired Trojan and now produced nearly 80% of the world's condoms. Eros-sponsored STD testing clinics were popping up across the globe. Nowadays it was nearly impossible to have an orgasm without Eros being involved in one way or another.\n\nAnd they took their corporate mission - \"Delivering pleasure in all forms and all places\"- seriously. You couldn't leave Eros' offices without pleasure of some kind, be it a complimentary \"happy ending\"massage from the on-site spa or a visit to the \"sexperimentation\"wing, where Eros sex therapists were constantly hard at work developing and refining new techniques. \n\nRebecca smiled. \"Sure thing. I'll be back in just a minute.\"\n\nShe stepped into the adjoining kitchen and started the coffee machine. She was one of many Eros employees whose job duties included this sort of thing. Although she mostly scheduled meetings and answered the phone, it was also her job to satisfy visitors while working the front desk. Rebecca didn't mind. In fact, it was one of the reasons she took the job. A fair number of the visitors were there for contract work in Eros porn films or as sex consultants, so they tended to be more attractive and sexually gifted than the general public.\n\nRebecca glanced at Marcus through the doorway. He didn't fall into either of those categories - just here to discuss an ad deal on Eros' TV channel - but he was pretty good-looking anyway, a fit 6'3\"with smart attire.\n\nShe poured a splash of milk into the coffee and unbuttoned the top three buttons on her shirt before returning to the waiting room. Marcus sat a little nervously, not entirely sure how this would work. He felt himself start to get hard as she approached and bent over to place his coffee on the table, giving him a glimpse of her ample cleavage. \"OK, just lean back and leave the rest to me,\"Rebecca said.\n\nMarcus complied, stretching his arms over the nearby chairs. He looked around the room as Rebecca began to undo his belt and lower his pants. *No one else was in there at the moment, but would this still be happening if there were?*, Marcus wondered. Rebecca looked up at him and their eyes quickly met as she carefully removed Marcus' throbbing cock from his boxer briefs. She took a moment to playfully run her fingers along his length, rubbing his precum around his tip. \"You've got quite a package here, maybe I could show you to Eros' photo studio after you're done?\"Rebecca teased. Marcus laughed nervously, his cock twitched at the thought.\n\nRebecca paused to unbutton the rest of her shirt and lift down her bra, revealing her luscious D-cup breasts. She knelt down and gently took his cock against her lips, kissing it and licking it before taking it inside her mouth. Marcus let out a slight moan at the warmth. Rebecca started to eagerly suck, working his shaft and balls with her two hands at the same time.\n\n*Wow, she's good. She must do this every day*, Marcus thought as Rebecca continued to push him closer and closer to ecstasy. Rebecca couldn't help but give him a little extra attention. It had been a difficult day, and she loved the excuse to let off a little pent-up energy. She was skilled at making guys cum in under two minutes - often under pressure of tight schedules - but they had a few extra minutes to kill, so she took her time. She loved his taste, his relative inexperience, the little moans he was letting out as she took him deeper and deeper.\n\nMarcus reached around to the back of Rebecca's head as he felt an intense orgasm building. He ran his fingers through her hair, a move which gave Rebecca a twinge of pleasure as she felt her panties start to wet. She wasn't supposed to get herself off in this sort of encounter, but she knew this would be great fodder for her afternoon masturbation break.\n\nMarcus' cock started to pulsate faster and faster. Rebecca pulled him out of her mouth, slightly gasping for air, while keeping up a vigorous stroke with her left hand. \"And where would you like to cum?\"\n\n\"On...your tits...if that's alright?\"\n\nRebecca smiled. \"We don't usually do that but I'll make an exception just for you.\"She tightened her grasp just enough that Marcus exploded with thick ropes of cum, covering her chin, neck, chest, and dripping down onto her shirt. She wiped a glob of cum with her finger and licked it.\n\n\"S-Sorry...\"Marcus apologized. \"I didn't mean to get it on your clothes.\"\n\n\"Not a problem, we keep plenty of clean clothes around for exactly that reason.\"\n\nMarcus zipped his pants up and took a sip from his coffee. *What was this meeting supposed to be about, again?*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You never expected Sleep Paralysis Demons to be real, let alone that they're actually just touch-starved succubi/incubi who mostly just want to cuddle." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyla figured that she would've been frozen in place whether or not she was physically capable of moving. Something shifted itself on her bed, as the woman ran through her checklist of locks, windows, doors, certain that she had secured each and every one, yet someone was next to the woman that lived alone. The shroud of darkness that enveloped her bedroom made it difficult to see the figure that laid next to her motionless body, but she could feel its soft arms wrapping itself around her body, pulling Lyla closer towards its own body. It turned the woman over to her side, then brought the paralyzed target firmly against *her* own body, a fact that Lyla was able to discern when she felt the pressing of her bust against her back. Her slender arms tightened their embrace around Lyla's body, pulling her in as close as possible before letting out a slight moan, digging her head into the shoulder of the immobile woman, slightly pricking her with a...horn from her head? Then, a feminine voice, alluring and tempting in its very nature whispered an apology into her ear before adjusting her own head position to keep the horns out of this cradle.\n\nThe human's mind trembled when her body could not as it slowly came to the impossible conclusion. This...was her sleep paralysis demon. That much was apparent when she woke up to the sweet aroma to her side, only to find her arms and legs glued to her sides, unable to even turn her head to see who or what shared the covers of her bed. Her instincts told her to take deep breaths to calm herself, in and out through the nose, one of the few avenues of freedom she held but the ambrosial scent of this being-\n\nIt was *too* calming when it entered her nostrils. As if her mind was succumbing to the thought of being a snuggle buddy for this demon...or whatever more it had planned for her. And this growing, involuntary heat in her crotch...was it a succubus? The only evidence she had against that hypothesis was that the monster seemed content with their current arrangement, breathing softly onto the back of her head, instead of simply ravaging the woman here and now in her helpless state. Gah, this succubi's power really was strong! She should be panicking, struggling, throwing her mind against her body and screaming at it to move, but it was as if her brain had already accepted that she was entirely helpless against the succubus, and her thoughts simply moved on to other, less important matters.\n\nBut she was distracted once again when the succubi's hand began to slide over her chest, massaging it gently through her t-shirt. Lyla wondered if the monster had fallen asleep, and this was a sleep habit of her's, or if the succubus intended to bring the woman pleasure. No bra laid underneath the shirt to inhibit the demon's assault, teasing her slowly hardening nipples in particular, with rubbing and pinches that caused Lyla to moan within her head. Then, the arm fell limp on her chest, stopping those sensations, and the slightest tinge of disappointment struck her.\n\nThe succubus brought her head up for a moment suddenly, leaning over to Lyla's closest cheek before planting a deep kiss on it, before falling back over to her spooning position, tightening her embrace around the human once more. To Lyla, the kiss felt nice...really nice, actually. A soothing wave of serenity came over the woman, relaxing her mind to the succubus as her thoughts began to grow hazy. Something deep within her was against this calmness for some reason, but she shunned it out of her head as she gracefully fell asleep.\n\n-----\n\nShe woke up to the crack of dawn slowly, feeling more refreshed that usual. Events from last night slowly came back to Lyla, but she quickly dismissed them as part of a dream. What kind of demon would simply embrace her, almost lovingly, for an entire night? The woman stumbled out of bed to begin her daily routine, but when saw her face for the first time this morning in her bathroom mirror-\n\nThe impression of a kiss, coated entirely of black lipstick laid distinctly on her cheek. Her hand slowly brought itself up to touch it, and it slightly smudged the mark as some of the glossy twilight transferred to her fingertips.\n\nT-That couldn't...it can't be..!\n\nShe wet a washcloth with warm water and brought the fabric to her cheek...before setting it down, taking another look at the imprint only to simply smile.\n\nLyla hoped, that she would get another visit tonight." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "In a world where minor crimes are punished with sexual humiliation rather than jail time, Ashley is caught shoplifting. She pleads innocence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Even as she endured her just punishment, Ashley had to admit it was a little understandable that they didn't quite buy her story. She'd just gotten quite excited when she saw that limited edition World Series New York Yankee's cap, sitting in a corner of the memorabilia store. And when she saw how it looked on her in the mirror...oh, she just had to show her friends! She'd rushed out of the store with it on, forgetting a very important component of buying goods.\n\nY'know, the \"paying\"for it concept. Ashley grew up a bit spoiled, so she was always used to running off with something and having her mom or dad take the bill for it, plus she was a bit of an airhead in general, the most basic of things often slipping her mind...\n\nYeah, they didn't quite believe that she'd accidentally run off with an item that cost a few hundred dollars. And even though she did realize her mistake once the staff chased after her yelling and screaming, they were still pretty furious! Apparently there'd been a string of robberies with similar items in the past few weeks, and while they didn't have any proof that it was her...\n\nWell, they were going to use the fullest extent of the law to punish her on this one.\n\nNormally in the store windows, mannequins advertised some of the shop's desirable items, such as signed pieces of clothing or rare, limited edition jerseys. This one, unusually lifelike mannequin however, which had to be chained tightly and securely to the post, displayed nothing at all but its pale, realistic skin and curves that drew in many new customers to the shop's front. \n\nAshley was horrified that this was even such a punishment within the law. She shook violently against her bonds, cursing the fact that the stand was bolted down and her tied inescapably to it, and...and of course, the fact that she'd been stripped away of everything! Her shirt, shorts, even her...her underwear, which drew attention to either the pair of breasts that jiggled softly as she thrashed against her punishment, or if you could get the right angle and bent down a little, her rounded bottom. There was nothing at all protecting her from this display...\n\n...well, the store had the courtesy to let her wear one item. She worked the muscles on her forehead, trying to pull the Yankee cap down her face, hoping that its black visor could cover at least her eyes. But alas, it was a perfect fit, and would not budge an inch from her head. She tried to hide under its protection anyways, pretending that if she couldn't see the dozen people gathered in front of the window, dropping judgment upon her with their stares and hushed whispers, or the ones who gave no such courtesy of attempting to hide their conclusions about her, spewing out insults about her being a thief, a dirty criminal, a lowlife! She heard the snapping of pictures and saw the filming of videos, surely to be uploaded and spread as some form of justice! If she could just tell them she was really innocent, at the very least not malicious in her mistake, then maybe she could be spared of some of th-this humiliation!\n\nBut she could only choke on her own words, unable to get them out as they stuck themselves within her throat. She thought, stare at my body all you'd like so long as you know that I-I'm innocent! Yet she could not articulate it, and Ashley turned her head downwards towards the ground, trying to hide her embarrassment and running tears. They still dripped down eventually, and many of the gathered crowd laughed at them, laughed at her \"regret\", but the most painful part of those two things was that they stemmed back to laughing at *her*. The thought of shame within her head began to cloud out the rest of her senses, the voices hounding and judging her turning to nothing more than a static when they entered her ears.\n\nShe jolted when she felt a touch on her shoulders, looking back up. It was much darker, outside, and most of the people who heckled her had left. And her chains were gone from her ankles and wrists, finally able to give them a well deserved stretch. The owner of the shop, who had put her through this humiliation, held the criminal's clothes in her hands and a...a sorrow look. Guilt, of some capacity, clearly resided on her face, struggling to make eye contact even as she pulled the cap from Ashley's head. She held the cap in her hand for a moment, looking at it, and finally back at the woman who was weakly struggling with her bra. The owner contemplated for a moment.\n\n\"Uh...you can keep the cap, if you want it. We made more than enough from the attention you drew in, and, well...that all might've been a bit of a harsh punishment.\"\n\nAshley stared blankly at the baseball cap, though her attention was captured by it. The owner ran a hand through her own hair awkwardly before continuing.\n\n\"I-uh, also dropped all the charges, so you don't have to worry about that. You seemed pretty out of it so you might not remember it, but I yelled at all the people who were calling you a thief, and that it was just a promotional event which cameras *weren't* allowed at. So, well, hopefully you don't see yourself floating around online too much. And if you do, well, maybe the comments will be less shaming you for being a thief, cause you aren't, and maybe more like, well, wow she has a great body or she's pretty or-\"\n\n\"Thanks, but...I'm okay. Really. It was all just, a little...overwhelming. If it was on better terms, maybe it could've been a bit...fun.\"\n\n\"...really? On better terms, you would've found it-\"\n\n\"*Maybe*!\"Another flush of red flowed through her face, though this one felt a little more light-hearted. She'd finally gotten that *damn* bra strap latched on, when an idea hit her head.\n\n\"Say...you said you claimed it was an advertising gig? Some sort of promotion? I think it'd be a pretty shitty promotion if it only lasted a day, uh...\"Ashley squinted at the nametag above her chest. \"...Emily.\"\n\n\"Y-You're not suggesting that you want to...\"She turned between the woman and the window a few times, in quite a bit of disbelief.\n\n\"Well, I did have an additional idea, dear Emily. What's better than having *one* naked woman advertising your store..?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "You probably should have realized the intimate connotations of giving your Wolf Girl friend a collar. Even if it was clearly part of a joke, shes still awfully flustered." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Part 1 of 3\n\n\n----------\n\n\nI probably apologized about a dozen times over the course of the party, and each time she waved me off, muttering it was nothing while not meeting my eyes. I felt genuinely bad about getting her so flustered in front of everyone, especially the other wolves who had teased her mercilessly. The humans laughed it off after a couple minutes and probably forgot about the whole thing, but there was obviously a level of context to my gift that her mumbled explanations didn't get across. Having come by myself, I ended up staying late as everyone else filed out in little groups, going out to their cars or calling rides. I started clearing party debris off the kitchen table as a small way to help out, and by the time I was nearly finished, I realized the birthday girl and I were the only ones still in the house. She came in to dump a bunch of ribbons and shredded wrapping paper in the trash, then turned around and started when she noticed me.\n\n\nS-Sam! She put a hand on her chest, her fluffy ears unflattening as her surprise faded. Oh, you scared me I thought everyone was gone.\n\n\nYeah, I just thought I might help out. I wiggled the paper plates I had been about to throw away. Sorry to startle you.\n\n\nNo, its fine, she said, and added under her breath, Not the first time tonight\n\n\nAnd, um, sorry again about the collar, it was really thoughtless of me\n\n\nIt- It doesnt bother me, she muttered, looking away from me as another blush rose to her pale cheeks.\n\n\nNo, you know what? I said, suddenly determined to make this right. Hold on a second.\n\n\nI went to the living room and searched through the mess of presents, finding the black leather dog collar I had presented her with. Clutching it in my fist, I hurried back to the kitchen and held the wretched thing over the trash.\n\n\nRenno, you keep saying its fine, but I feel like I did something stupid that really hurt you. So, please forgive me, if you can.\n\n\nBefore I could drop the collar, her hand closed around mine, soft and warm. I stared at her in surprise as she tried to find words.\n\n\nSam She squeezed her eyes shut, sighing as the pinkness returned to her cheeks and she released her grasp on me. Sam, I appreciate the gesture. But I dont You You didnt know what you were doing, okay? It was just a joke. It wasnt what I thought it was. Dont throw away a perfectly good collar.\n\n\nOh...what did you think it was? I asked, curious despite my relief. I didnt get most of the explanation. Just that its an intimate thing.\n\n\nIts not much more than it sounds like, she mumbled, looking down. Put a collar on a wolf, what does that mean? A dog. And a dog ^mumble ^^mumble ^^^mumble.\n\n\nSorry?\n\n\nAnd a dog has an owner, she repeated louder, blushing furiously. It took me a moment to process what she meant.\n\n\nOh. *Oh.* Like they Oh. I was pretty sure I was blushing too now. Is that a common thing?\n\n\nShe shrugged slightly, still staring at her feet. More than humans would think. So when you gave it to me, for a second I hoped\n\n\nShe trailed off. After a few moments, she clamped a hand over her mouth. A small whine escaped her as I stared at her now bright-red face.\n\n\nYou hoped...? I said slowly, not quite believing my ears.\n\n\nShe shifted her hand enough to whisper, That was not the word I meant to use.\n\n\nI knew she was in a molten crucible of embarrassment right now, but I had to know. I couldnt live without asking the question. Is it inaccurate?\n\n\nIt felt like my heart stopped until she, very slightly, shook her head. Then I just felt faint.\n\n\nOh. I swallowed hard and realized I could think of absolutely nothing to say to that. My head spun as the extent of what she had just revealed became apparent. She She thought of me that way and she was into that kind of thing and she wanted me to be her and I I mean I always thought she was cute really fucking cute and we were both single...\n\n\nI sat on the edge of the kitchen table, finding that my heart was pounding. What the hell could I say? There were so many things fighting for my attention, half of them conflicting and the other half requiring far more coherent thought than I was capable of at the moment. What\n\n\nThere was a slight pain in my hand. Looking at it, it turned out to be the buckle of the collar pressing into my skin as I made a tight fist. The collar. The thing that had started all this. Maybe...actions spoke louder than words...\n\n\nI held it out to her, managing to mumble, If you- really want to...\n\n\nIt was a moment before her trembling hand reached out to take it. She slowly raised it to her neck, giving me a nervous, questioning look. I nodded, my mouth dry, and she fastened it on herself, quivering uncontrollably. The next thirty seconds felt like thirty years as we just stared not quite at each other.\n\n\nWanna watch Netflix? I blurted.\n\n\nGod yes, she breathed, relief rising off her like steam. I stood up too quickly and followed her to the living room, throwing everything in my mind on the backburner as she fumbled with the remote. We both needed time to process what had just happened.\n\n\n----\n\n\nNow continued below." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "For immortality she made a deal, she agreed to permanently become a supernatural cam show of sorts. Magical beings can watch her at all times, and by \"tipping\"they can make her experience pleasure as if she was using a vibrator. Anytime. Any place. No matter what. I wonder if it was worth it?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Apologies for the liberties taken with ancient Greek mythology, but satyr plays at least were a real thing!* \n\nThis time it happened to Sara in the middle of her lecture. Her class of around 50 students was sitting in semi darkness, Sara dimly illuminated by the morning light that peeked through the curtains as she stood beside the projector. The slide projected high against the wall was an image of a vase with a pair of satyrs frolicking across it, chasing a girl. All three of them, of course, were naked. \n\nSatyr plays were an ancient Greek form of comedy, she said. You all are familiar with staged comedy, of course. Stand-up, Saturday Night Live, and improv, are all examples from modern society. However, there was one big difference between ancient satyr plays and modern comedy.\n\nThat was when she felt it, a thin tickle between her legs, gently brushing the lips of her vagina. She glanced down. She was wearing a white blouse and grey skirt, an outfit she often chose for lectures - the outfit was conservative enough to be taken seriously, but just figure hugging enough to show off her curves. Other professors often remarked on how young she was to have obtained tenure - looking at her face, with its youthful cheeks and dark curls, she could easily be 25. \n\nShe crossed her legs under the skirt, struggling to ignore the tickle. She would not let Them throw her off again, especially not in front of a bunch of horny 18 year olds.\n\nSatyr plays were filled with mock drunkenness, pranks, and gags. Nothing unusual about that. She clicked the slides again to show a still from the 3 Stooges, Curly whacking \n\nMoe over the head with a plunger. \n\nThe real difference was the brazen sexuality, which was much more pronounced and acceptable than it is in modern society.\n\nAnother click. The image changed to show a statue of a horned, hoofed satyr, with a disproportionately huge cock sticking up between its legs. The image was angled to make it seem like the cock was aiming straight at her. As she looked up at it, she frowned. When she prepared this slide deck, she could have sworn the image was facing the other way. The tickling between her legs increased in velocity, teasing fingers beginning to slide inside her as an invisible tongue massaged her clit. She could feel herself growing uncomfortably wet. \n\nThe plays were popular in ancient Athens, where they she stopped and grabbed the lectern in front of her, taking a deep breath to gather herself. She was starting to sweat a little, and she could see the students, normally comatose during her lectures, suddenly watching with interest. \n\n...they were used to break up a series of tragedies and dramas with humor and entertainment. Click. The image changed to a photo of the ruins of an ancient Greek theater, the picture taken from where the stands would have been. \n\nSatyr plays often featured a hero that reached too far, and is brought down by their own greed or lust much to the amusement of the audience, who enjoyed watching his or her public humiliation as part of the fun.\n\nShe was gripping the lectern with both hands now, holding on so tightly her knuckles were white. The tongue lapping between her legs hit her clit in exactly the right place, over and over, while what felt like a thick, masculine finger slid in and out of her, stroking her G-spot relentlessly. Her alabaster skin was flushing a rosy hue, visible even in the dim light, and she could smell her own arousal. The students, men and women alike, were wrapt, leaning forward in their seats. Some of them had taken out their phones and begun taking a video. \n\nOf course in modern society such sexualized entertainment would never be acceptable\n\nThat was when she broke, falling away from the lectern and onto all fours, her ass, highlighted by her tight skirt, curving into the air and helplessly humping against an invisible hand. She released a soft Ohhhhhh gods Someone in the audience cheered, and more students began to take out their phones, filming or photographing her public humiliation. As she arched her back, her mouth open and moaning like a slut, eyes wide, she remembered some of the many other times this had happened\n\nDefending her thesis as she completed her PhD, almost 30 years ago, with a panel of five respected older male professors all looking on as she fingered herself in front of them and tried to discuss Christ-symbols in medieval Byzantine art. \n\nTalking to the professor who owned the house she had been hired to clean during the Great Depression, sliding the handle of her feather duster in and out of herself as he discussed how fascinating classical studies was and how it connected us to the roots of the modern world. \n\nThe middle of the hold of the cargo ship that carried her across the Atlantic, with a whole crowd of fellow peasants looking on and laughing as she cried out her pleasure and spread her legs obscenely on top of the luggage pile that held their belongings. \n\nAt the May Day festival of an isolated mountain village, surrounded by clapping farmers and their wives. That had been an annual thing to mark the holiday for many centuries\n\nFinally a very long time ago, so long ago she couldnt count the number of years, when she had been meant to be watching her familys goats and instead followed the music of pipes into the woods beside her village. She had been married several years, had two children, but her husband always left her wanting more in bed. And she had heard about the satyrs, and their many gifts, and knew what the pipes meant. \n\nShe had found them, or perhaps they had found her, and she had satisfied them all, with her mouth, her cunt and her ass. After they finished with their new toy the oldest, biggest one (bigger in more ways than one) had lifted her cum covered face and offered her the most prized gift of all. Eternal youth, eternal life. In exchange, all she had to do was satisfy them, whenever and wherever they wished. She would relive this night, over and over again, so long as the gods allowed the Earth to go on. She had hesitated for a moment, but remembered the great pleasure she had felt. She nodded. The great satyr had smiled and presented his manhood. She had let it slide between her sticky lips\n\nShe felt her orgasm ebb, and her vision cleared. She was in the lecture hall, her skirt rucked up over her waist, her hand buried in her cunt. Her panties seemed to have vanished, perhaps taken by one of the students, who all seemed to have left. Who knew how long shed been laying there on her hands and knees? It was part of her curse that no matter what she did in the throws of lust, no one judged her or seemed to let it affect her socially or professionally. They did remember, though, and always took advantage and watched the show. She slowly stood and gathered herself, straightening her clothing and brushing the dust off her knees. She looked up at the slides. The slide of the theater had skipped back to the statue of a satyr, but now its cock was soft, and it seemed to be grinning at her. Bastards, she muttered. She knew it wouldnt be long before the next episode. But part of her couldnt wait..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Centuries ago they sealed you and your tools away in a tomb. Now, its time to show these grave robbers why." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Well be rich! Katie said as she held up the diamond studded choker to her flashlight. \nWhat do you think? Probably worth more than those earring or that weird gold orb thing. Said Katie as she snapped the choker around her neck and turned around. But there was no one there. Before she could shine her light in the dark where her sisters, Lisa and Nicole, were, a squeal, undoubtedly Nicoles, erupted from the down the hall. \nKatie sprinted in the direction of the squeal, trying to track it based on intermittent repeats. Finally she came to a wall. Another squeal, this one, Lisas, confirmed her suspicions. Her sisters were on the other side. Then she felt something around her neck tighten. Her eyes widened when she looked down and saw the choker bleeding out a shiny black substance. She was about to scream when the substance reached her mouth, sealing her screams behind it. Soon she was encased in darkness and passed out.\n\nWhen Katie woke, her eyes widened. First was from the light of the torches, but then in horror. Lisa was suspended on a throne. She had the earring she found in, but now matching pairs were pierced on her nipples, tongue, and clit. Her ankles were dangled over the armrests, allowing chains to weave their way over them and through the newly pierced rings. Lisa was trying her best to not move, but it was proving difficult by the feathers tickling her soles.\nNicole wasnt in a better situation. Her body was encased in an orb, revealing only her head. A golden orb, like the one she had been holding the last time Katie saw her, was stuffed in her mouth. What Katie couldnt see was their were two more orbs, one in Nicoles pussy and ass. Not only where those orbs sliding up and down, popping out of her holes just to force their way back in, but they were slowly growing bigger too. What neither of them could see though was the orbs were growing bigger, but there was a pool of them just below Nicole, all vibrating with excitement for their chance at her holes.\n\nBut Katie couldnt pay attention to her sisters for long. She became painfully aware of her body when she tried to move, but couldnt. Only her eyes seemed to be free from the shiny latex-like skin that had covered her. She was stretched out like an X. It wasnt long before she realized she had two other opening the latex wasnt covering when she felt a pair of cold gold phalluses push into her holes. As the dildos fucked her to orgasm, a laughter echoed throughout the room as items began to assemble in the middle: dildos, plugs, catheters, speculum, canes, clamps etc.\n\n\nThese foolish mortals thought they could kill my deviant ways by burying me with all my tools and toys. But Ive had centuries to come up with new ways to play and thanks to these three volunteers I finally get to put theory into practice." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "She can literally feel people's gazes; a glance is a gentle brush, while someone staring feels like someone's squeezing firmly. Tonight, she throws open the curtains and waits..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Come on now, buddy, any minute now.*\n\nIt had become a ritual by now - a dirty little secret shared by her and the person living in the apartment facing her bedroom window. She didn't even know what they looked like; she didn't even know if they were male, female, or anything in between. But she knew that whoever they were, they were watching her.\n\nAnd she loved every second of it.\n\nTurning briefly to her laptop, she spent a couple of moments looking through her music library, looking for a song to set the mood. One of the titles she paused on made her grin, and she pressed play. A slow guitar riff filled the room as she positioned herself before the window once again.\n\n*Gotta love a little [Halestorm](https://youtu.be/naIT6XfsjAw)*\n\nIt was when the sultry female voice began crooning that she felt it - the sensation of someone running a hand up her stockinged ankle. No one was in the room with her, let alone touching her. But she knew she was no longer alone.\n\nHer excitement mounted, spreading liquid heat between her legs, and it was with a great effort that she restrained herself from ripping her clothes off right then and there. No. This wasn't going to be some frantic mating session between wild beasts. She'd prepared something special for her voyeur, and she wanted to make it last for an *achingly* long time.\n\nShe grinned at the gap in the curtains in the opposite unit, biting her lower lip. One foot in front of the other, like a catwalk, she advanced forward, her fingers freeing each button of her white button-down shirt as she went. She felt soft brushes - like lips - trailing down every inch of her skin as it was exposed. By the time she reached the window, her shirt hung open. Shrugging her shoulders, she let it fall softly to the floor behind her. The moonlight gleamed on her exposed skin, highlighting the near-transparent lacy black bra she'd bought during her lunch break and donned in the office bathroom shortly before leaving work.\n\nShe paused for several moments, allowing the voyeur to admire the sight before them. She felt warmth spread up her breasts, felt her nipples harden as *something*rubbed against them, making them strain against the thin fabric of the bra. Unable to stop herself, she ran her own hands over her breasts, mirroring the sensations with her own fingers...further increasing their intensity. It wasn't long before she completely ripped the bra off, letting it drop to the floor and further exposing herself to the watcher.\n\n*But wait, there's more!*\n\nShe turned her back on the window and walked away just far enough that the lower half of her body was in view. Slipping off her skirt, she bent down - all the way to her toes. She could only imagine what her ass and the rear view of her pussy must look like to the voyeur - but she didn't have to imagine it for long. A sharp pain on one of her buttocks was immediately followed by the sensation of something plunging deep into her. That something began to move in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster until she began to tremble.\n\n*Ah...stop! Not so fast!*\n\nHer voyeur couldn't hear her, but even if they could she doubted they cared. Fighting the onslaught on her body, she inched towards the chair she'd placed before the window for this very purpose and sank into it. The assault on her body eased just a little as she got into position, legs spread wantonly over the arms of the chair, exposing herself fully to anyone watching through the window. Then...they let her have it.\n\nShe didn't need to be fondling her breasts - she could feel them being roughly grabbed and squeezed, feel her nipples getting pinched and pulled. She didn't need to touch her pussy at all - it was soaked as something rapidly thrust in and out of it while her clit was flicked and played with by forced unknown. It wasn't long before she freefell into orgasm; but it didn't stop there. Whoever it was, they kept going, teasing and stimulating her, building her up even higher until she gave a final, heart-wrenching groan as the most intense orgasm of them all seemed to instantaneously drain the life out of her.\n\nThen, as suddenly as it began, it ended. As she watched, the curtains on the other side twitched, closing completely. Still trembling, covered in her own sweat and bodily fluids, she smiled, content.\n\n*Until tomorrow night, then.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Your partner has seduced a submissive and decided to surprise you with a threesome. The real surprise though, is that the girl you find neatly bound and on her knees...is your boss." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright, folks, that covers off everything today. I'll send off a summary later tonight, and well all be nice and fresh on Monday!\"Lena clapped her hands together and with that announcement, the end-of-week meeting was over. Rather than a sense of relief, though, there was the undercurrent of disappointment; the energetic new department manager (and my immediate superior) was something special with how she could wrap the room around her finger, and honestly just being around her felt like you'd been injected with pure caffeine.\n\nAs the rest of the crew shuffled out of the meeting room, I was moving in the opposite direction as I sized up my quarry; the projector and cables would need to be dismantled and stowed away.\n\n\"Hey, Mickey.\"Her clipboard prodded me in the arm as I started disconnecting her laptop from the rest of the setup. \"How's my favorite techie doing? Did he get that charging cable I asked for?\"\n\n\"In reverse order: one USB 2.0 to USB-C male-male, five foot length, with standard charger. As requested.\"I fished the cable out of my laptop bag and tossed it to her, followed close behind by the charger. She caught both with a brief thankya~ and then dumped both into her laptop bag. \"And I'm doing just fine, Lena. Got something planned for the weekend?\"\n\n\n\"Maaaaybe I have a date tonight~!\"She singsonged, winking. \"How about you? Going to do something with the wife?\"\n\n\"She says she's got a night out with the girls, so I'm going to get some of that sweet, sweet overtime money before going home.\"I announced, just before I dipped under the table to mess with the cables down there.\n\nLena's legs made their way around the table, her pumps crossing the carpet to follow me to the projector end of the table. \"Awww, and here I thought we could double up. That way I get to confirm that your wife is real, and just as cute as you say.\"\n\n\"So that you two can run off into the sunset, leaving me with your guy?\"I teased, and even under the table I could see her set her knuckles on her hips.\n\n\n\"Hey, I'll have you know my date tonight is a lovely lady.\"\n\nI blinked and backed up. \"Ah, right. I just thought\"\n\nLenas mask of grumpiness didn't last long; she laughed and relaxed, and I let out an internal sigh of relief. \"Nah, I'm into guys as well so you could have been right, but the coin came up tails this time.\"\n\nI raised my hands out from underneath the desk in mock surrender. \"Either way, if it's your first date with someone, shouldn't it just be the two of you?\"\n\n\nNodding, my boss made a considering face, before shooting me a side-eye. \"How'd you know it was my first date with her?\"\n\n\"Didn't I hear something like 'woo, I got me a hot one' from your office sometime Wednesday?\"I shot back as I climbed out from underneath the table and began coiling, tossing the cables once they were done into the projector's bag (where I was sure the cables would find some way to tangle themselves into a disorganized spaghetti).\n\nShe blushed, but hid it well and started to cackle like a witch as she raised her laptop up to her lips to hide her grin. \"Maaaaaaybe.\"\n\nI smirked and zipped up the projector's carry bag. \"So, looks like Friday night is going to start with me picking up some more support tickets while you go and seduce your hot one.\"\n\nLena made an affirmative noise as I crawled out from underneath the table, handing me my own laptop bag as I straightened up. \"You have fun, bud.\"\n\n\"Oh, I will, but if I end up having more fun than you tonight, something's gone horribly wrong.\"\n\nThat got a snort out of Lena. She punched me lightly on the shoulder, though she kept her knuckle pressed against my arm as she pushed off of it and glided out the door.\n\n= = = = =\n\nFour hours later, the phone rang twice before I could reach up and slap a control on my headphones to answer the call.\n\nNatalie opened with a simple \"Hey, babe?\"\n\n\n\"Babe speaking.\"I answered, and that got an amused chuckle on the other end of the line.\n\n\"Just seeing how you're holding up.\"She whispered, and I smirked; I didn't need to see her eyes to tell that she was feeling randy tonight. Just the scratchy, throaty undertone to her voice was a dead giveaway. But still, I knew how to play it cool; Jackson was still wandering around and I wasn't going to give that guy any more ammunition to rib me with. \n\nPlus, teasing my wife right now was going to be hilarious.\n\nI held up the laptop part I was working on as if she could see it. \"Peachy; someone managed to plug a USB cable into an HDMI port, so Im working on that while the backups finish. Yourself?\"\n\n\"Home already, I got you something on the way back.\"She mumbled something indistinct and let out a gasp? Just how bad is it for you, Nat? I smiled, setting the laptop side panel and it's violated hole aside. \"Then I took off all my clothes, one piece at a time first my jacket, then my shoes...\"\n\nI took a deep breath, and my mind slipped into fantasy mixed with memory as I imagined along with her story. When she left this morning, Natalie was wearing blue denim pants and a loose fitting white blouse under a burgundy half-jacket. Those would be strewn on the floor now leading up to the stairs.\n\n\"My top was next, and then my pants\"My naughty, naughty wife let out another soft moan. \"I left a trail between the door and the bedroom, babe sorry about the mess.\"\n\nOh that tease!\n\n\"Hung my bra up by your game room.\"She whispered playfully, \"and then flicked my panties off my leg right outside our door.\"\n\n\"Mmhmm\"I glanced around, making sure that there wasn't anyone else that could hear. \"And what're you doing now, Nat?\"\n\nThere was a mischievous giggle right before the clatter of a phone getting womanhandled.\n\nIt was easy to imagine my wife's lips an inch from my ear as she whispered; \"Why don't you listen?\"\n\nI stopped and did so, reaching up to my ear and turning up the volume on the headphones. Immediately, I picked up on the sound of humming? Buzzing, low and insistent, along with a rasping gasp of pleasure. My wife's breathing carried over the buzzing, and I heard a sharp slap of a hand meeting flesh.\n\nThere was a seductive moan, then the line cut.\n\nI almost ran Jackson over as I bolted out the door.\n\n(part 1 of 3(?)) - part 2 coming soon!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "She rose from the couch and looked back over herself, only then noticing that she must have shape-shifted in her sleep. Your cosplayer, gamergirl roommate smiled sheepishly. \"Well, okay...I'm a Succubus.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "My gaze rested on Lyn as she awoke, watching her eyelids slowly part to reveal the unusually blue irises that had laid hidden by her slumber. They were still as beautiful as ever, with a perfect, crystalline shimmer, but the fact that they shined of an aquatic color and not that of the emerald green I knew-\n\nWell, that on it's own wouldn't have been enough to draw my suspicions. Lyn had always been *very* dedicated to her costumes, perfecting details as minute as her iris color with which I had presumed to be effective contact lenses, so for her to spend a night accidentally leaving a pair in? Nothing suspicious, on its own. She worked just as diligently hair and eyebrows, along with what I had assumed to be very talented Photoshop work on the pictures that seemed to slightly alter her facial and body structure to get the character's image just right...\n\nChanges just like that were present in front of me right now, in a direct, unfiltered stare. Her hair was a sky blue color, and looked long enough to go all the way down to her waist, paired a small, surprisingly upright loop that held its shape even as she rested on it. That sight was night and day from the brown hair Lyn had when I wished her a good night yesterday, not to mention how it'd have to have grown about two feet overnight. And it was difficult to place my hand on the specifics, but just looking at her face I could tell it wasn't *quite* right. Maybe it was her nose, was that slightly smaller? But her skin seemed to refract the dim light that crept in through the cracks between the curtains into an immaculate reflection of her face and as entrancing as that was, the presence of such an effect was fairly off-putting. \n\nLyn finally noticed my investigative stares at her, and she turned her eyes down at herself. Even through the layers that covered her: a simple white T-shirt, comfortable shorts and a thin blanket that was slowly pulled aside, I could tell that her body was impossibly blessed. A thin, hourglass shaped waist that was matched by generous curves--I'd been trying to avoid gawking *there*, but I could tell that her previously form-fitting shirt was straining at this foreign body. \n\nHer hand suddenly lunged for the coffee table, scrambling for her phone as she used it's reflection to stare at her own face, quickly detailing in her mind everything that I'd taken note of minutes prior. Lyn took a few short breaths as her eyes slowly broke away from \"her\"reflection to my awe-stricken stare. She seemed to mutter something under her breath, cursing something along the lines of \"sleep\"? Regardless, an awkward smile began to form on her face as her lips started to move.\n\n\"I, uh...may need to explain a thing or two.\"she muttered, as her stare broke away from mine and down towards the ground. A light red flushed her face as I responded.\n\n\"You--you...What? I-I don't quite understand what's happening, or happened or, or-\"It turned out it was quite difficult to find the words to explain something you did not understand.\n\n\"Look, it's fine, it's just that I have this ability to shapeshift that humans don't-\"\n\n\"*Humans*?\"Was all I needed to ask to stop her explanation in its tracks. Lyn seemed to think to herself for a moment, taking a long, deep breath before confidently looking back at me. She stood up, holding her hands tightly together underneath her chest as she tried to speak with poise.\n\n\"I, well, okay...I'm a succubus.\"She seemed entirely serious, and I was left speechless. \n\nNope, not a single thing to say came to my mouth. What *do* you say when the evidence is so clearly presented to you? Feeling a little light-headed, I stumbled to take a seat on the couch she'd rested on, a sharp breath exiting my mouth as I did. She quickly took a seat by my side as I looked away, and I could tell that she was shifting once again, into something else.\n\n\"Look, is it really a big deal that I'm a *bit* of a demon? You know me...perfectly nice gal, and I *really* am into cosplaying. It'd be a waste if I didn't use my talents...wouldn't it?\"\n\nA soft hand gripped my chin an gently pulled my sight back to her. This time, I stared at a kind face, with familiar emerald eyes but with a braided brown ponytail formed from her radiant, silky hair-\n\n\"Lyn!\"I exclaimed, pulling away as the realization hit me. \"Transforming into my childhood crushes does *not* make this any easier.\"I turned my head back away to hide my embarrassment. Damn you Square Enix! You had to go ahead and reawaken all these feeling in me with your little remake...\n\nA soft sigh escaped my lips as I continued to ask questions. \"Do you like...take people's souls or something when you..?\"\n\n\"Oh, nonono. Succubi just tend to take, like, a *lot* of someone's energy. Like, sleep for the next sixteen hours and forget it ever happened levels of stamina.\"\n\n\"O-Okay.\"I responded, having somewhat begun to process this. Lyn *was* a fairly good person from what I saw of her, and she wasn't killing people or dooming them to an eternity of suffering, which was also pretty nice. \"I-I think I can...somewhat handle this.\"\n\n\"That's good. Thank you.\"We sat there silently for a moment. Though as we remained on the couch, side by side, I began to feel a hand trailing up towards my thigh-\n\n\"I'd really appreciate it if you kept this all to yourself, y'know..?\"It was whispered closely into my ear, which cause me to look over to see a pale, unblemished hand gently gripping my leg, mildly massaging me. Her other hand suddenly grabbed onto my far shoulder, and Lyn pulled herself up onto my body, having now rested both of her legs on mine as her hand continued to explore.\n\n\"W-Whoa, you don't need to-\"\n\n\"Shh...\"She simply whispered, with a delicate finger having found its way to my mouth. I obeyed, staying silent as she spoke. \"If you're not into this form, then all you *need* to say is a name.\"\n\nHer finger slid from my mouth to my chin, to continuously tease me all the way down to my chest. I looked up from there to see her seductive gaze and devious smirk, waiting patiently for my response.\n\n\"...Lyn.\"I finally say. She thought for a moment, before changing into a woman with a long, green, free flowing ponytail-\n\n\"N-Not that Lyn!\"I interrupted, blushing as I tried to properly explain what I meant. \"I-I just want to see...what *you* look like. Underneath all of these costumes and disguises.\"\n\nShe stared at me for a moment, only for her face to become lightly flushed as well. \"*M-Me*..? I...it's a little embarrassing to show you.\"I simply gave her a reassuring nod, and a slight smile.\n\nOne final time she transformed, which first changed the color of her skin to a light blue. Her hair was long and dark, almost a somber purplish color, but entirely messy and all over the place. Lyn's gentle hand parted from my shoulder as she began to straighten it as much as she can, while I simply continued to stare. Those familiar green eyes seemed to be something she kept in the human form that I entirely believed to be real only a day ago. And to me, they still shone as bright as ever. Lyn finally brought her stare back to me, with a blush of embarrassment that I couldn't help but find cute.\n\n\"I-I'm all too messy in this form, and certainly nothing that you-\"\n\nI interrupted Lyn's nervousness by pulling her in for a kiss. She let out a few muffled moans of surprise before closing her eyes and reciprocating the kiss. I felt her arms wrap themselves around my back, bringing our embrace together even closer while mine continued to massage the head beneath her soft hair.\n\nIt took all the willpower I could muster up to pull away, to look her deep in the eyes and simply gaze, with love and longing within each pair.\n\n\"You've never looked so beautiful...\"I whispered, before going in for another kiss." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Her friend assumed she must have misspoken when she said \"I'll suck your dick whenever you want, but you have to let me suck your dick whenever *I* want.\"She knew what she'd said..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yah, classes have been really good. Just a few more weeks left and I'm out. Mhmm. Yeah. Yep. Right\"\n\nIt had been a few weeks since pierce had spoken to his mom. Felt nice to finally catch up.\n\nHe wander all over the living room of his apartment, unable to stay still.\n\nAnnalise, his roommate, strode in eyeing him on the phone. A mischievous glint shone in her eye. He was to distracted to notice.\n\nAll the better.\n\nShe walked right up to him. All he gave was a passing glance, returning to his call. It was time.\n\nKneeling down in front of him, she took both sides of his basketball shorts and yanked. Down they came, no boxers to get caught on.\n\nPanic crossed his face as he mouthed, what are you doing?\n\nAny. Time. I. Want. Was her response.\n\nIt didn't take much convincing before he was at attention. Wetting her lips, she licked from base to head, getting a good taste of him. He was delicious. A few more licks and a bit of precum eked out. She lapped it up hungrily. A soft moan emanated from him. Not loud enough to cause concern but loud enough to flush him with embarrassment.\n\nHe looked pleading at her. It's my mom!\n\nAnytime, she mouthed.\n\nAnother long, sopping lick, she ended at his fat head. A bit more salty precum whet her appetite, and she was starving for the main course.\n\nTaking the head with her lips she began sucking and slurping, being just barely audible.\n\n\"Oh, it's just my roommate, eating a popsicle. Yes she is enjoying it. Perhaps she could tone it down,\"a stern look on his face.\n\nWith an eye roll, she dialed back the slurping. In any matter, she moved on to the second course.\n\nRelaxing her jaw and throat, she took a deep breath and plunged.\n\nPierce was a respectable size, but Annalise was well practiced. She engulfed him no problem, reaching deep in her throat. And then she gorged herself.\n\nRocking back and forth, she slurped and savored him, tasting every square inch of his member. It was an absolute feast for her and she was starving.\n\nMore soft moan emitted from him, and soon they were hard to hide.\n\n\"Sorry, just tired from classes today. Might turn in early. Yah, love you too. Bye mom.\"\n\nTossing his phone away, he extracted himself.\n\n\"Well if you're really that raring to go, let's at least get comfy.\"\n\nA sly qrin split across her face. Pouncing, she knocked him softly to the sofa. She was quick in resuming her feast. There was one more course to finish.\n\nPicking up where she left off, she fell back into her rhythm.\n\nIn short order, she could feel he was close. Toes curling, eyes shut tight, strong impassioned moans. He was so close.\n\nShe picked up speed, and it was all he could handle. Moments later, course number 3 was served.\n\nHer throat was undeniably filled with his hot seed, nearly choking on his load. The sweet, meaty taste made her knees weak. It was one of her favorite tastes in the world and she gulped down greedily.\n\nWith heavy breathing, he melted into the cushions, his whole body relaxing.\n\nAnnalise licked her lips, eager for every last drop. It was a prize she couldn't help but savor for there was nothing like it.\n\nAnd for the time being at least, she was satisfied." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "[FreeUse] It's a Halloween party where the guests become FreeUse depending on what costume they are wearing." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A dimly lit hall, bright lights suddenly flicker and the sound of thunder plays. A couple dressed in laboratory coats walks onto the balcony.\n\n\"Welcome, welcome, mummies and skeletons, bats and ghouls, to the Monster Mash! My wife and I are your illustrious hosts, and mad Scientists of the evening.\"I scan the room. \"You all look absolutely to die for. Now you had a choice of five costumes tonight. Frankensteins, Vampires, Ghouls, Zombies and Werecreatures. I like seeing the matching couples, I love seeing the mismatched couples.\"\n\nMy wife points around the room. \"As you can see in our hall there are six 'rooms'. The resurrection lab, with slabs and electrodes, the vampire crypt with several coffins, the spooky forest, the cemetery, the cave, and the finally our lab.\"\n\nI continue \"Any monster found in there habitat is free use for any other monster there. And if you're lucky you'll find one or both of us in our habitat. Igor, play the music, it's time to Mash.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Anytime a guy came inside her without letting her finish first, he became rock hard and unable to cum for the rest of the day. She would take advantage and fuck and tease the rest of the day away. As her boyfriend, she was always trying to make you pop early. It was the best/worst torture." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Cum inside me, Dan! Marie shouted over the slapping sound of his thighs against her ass. \n\nWha- Dan groaned, slowing his thrusts into her out of sheer confusion. He was already a bit taken aback when she had insisted he fuck her raw for their first time. A distant, rational part of his brain was screaming for him to exercise some caution, but that part of his brain was helpless against the rush of hormones and endorphins that drove him to continue plowing into her pussy. \n\nDont stop! She interjected into his confusion. Please, Dan! I want to feel your cum inside my pussy! \n\nIf the hormones werent enough, hearing her beg for it was. He dug his fingertips into her hips and fucked her with an earnest lack of self awareness, allowing his orgasm to quickly build until it drove him to thrust as deep into her as he could reach and empty his balls into Maries welcoming pussy. \n\nAfter he had finished, he released her hips and fell down into the bed next to her, sighing deeply in relief. She rolled over into her side facing him, looking over at him with a strange smirk on her lips. \n\nWhen he saw the look she was giving him, insecurity and regret began to flood over him. Marie, Im sor\n\nShe cut him off, Relax, Dan. She put her hand on his chest and smiled at him with affection. Im infertile, so you cant get me pregnant. And this is why I asked you to get tested before we slept together. Im she looked a little embarrassed and avoided his gaze, really into creampies. \n\nAt least as much to distract from the embarrassing admission as anything else, she slowly rolled onto her back and spread her legs as she brought her fingers down to her pussy to inspect the mess his cum had made of her. She looked blissful, reveling in the filth. \n\nTheres something else I didnt tell you, Dan. She said, a little aloof as she continued to slide her fingers around her cunt. I do love creampies, but thats not the only reason I begged you to cum so fast. \n\nHe frowned at her, wondering what she was talking about. At that moment he looked down at his cock and stared at it in confusion. Not only was it still hard, but it felt impossibly hard. \n\nShe giggled at his visible confusion when he looked back up at her. She propped herself up on an elbow and gingerly wrapped the fingers of her right hand around his shaft. \n\nHer attention was fully consumed with his cock, and she began to slowly stroke it as she explained, Whenever a man cums inside me without making me cum first this happens. I dont know why. \n\nWhat happens, Marie? He asked, still confused. \n\nYour cock is going to be rock hard like this until midnight tonight. She looked up at the clock on the wall and then looked into his eyes with a wicked smile. Youre lucky I made us wait until late. Youve only got 3 hours. \n\nDan opened his mouth to say something, but he couldnt think of a thing to say. \n\nShe giggled at him again, and then her eyes brightened as she remembered the last part of her strange power. Oh and one last thing, and I promise this is the last of my secrets. \n\nShe rose up to her knees and then slid between his legs, pulling her hair back into a pony tail. You cant cum until midnight either. She paused for a long moment to let that sink in. \n\nNo matter what I do to you. She finished, a wide grin on her lips. She locked eyes with him and then dipped her head down, sliding his cock into her mouth by way of demonstration. She didnt stop when he reached the back of her throat, she slid his full length into her mouth and down her throat until her nose was pressing confidently into his pelvic bone. \n\nHe was more surprised than anything, what she was doing to his cock was impressive more than anything else. He realized after a few seconds that this was because he could barely feel it. It was certainly a pleasant sensation, but it was not the overwhelming wave of pleasure that should have accompanied what he was seeing. \n\nShe held him inside her throat for an impressively long time, plenty long enough for the ramifications of his situation to sink in. When she emerged from him, she sat up and gave him a self-satisfied smile. So what are we going to do with you and your impressively hard cock? \n\nWords failed him again, his mouth gaping open, his words stubbornly refusing to make themselves known. \n\nStunned silence, huh? She chuckled at him. Okay then, my choice. I love the feeling of being fucked with a load of cum already in my pussy.\n\nShe mounted him and didnt waste any time in plunging his cock into herself, and wasted even less time in beginning to thoroughly enjoying herself. She cursed and moaned and rubbed her clit, his cock seemingly transporting her into ecstasy. \n\nHe laid back and studied her bouncing body as she pleasured herself with his cock. She felt warm and wet, but it could have been his finger inside of her for all the pleasure it brought him. Still, he enjoyed being so close to her, and he smiled at the dimensions of pleasure she had been transported to on his cock. \n\nAfter a few minutes, her bouncing turned into shaking as she came extremely hard, collapsing onto him when her legs stopped supporting her. She eventually sighed in satisfaction and rose back up to straddle him. \n\nOkay, whats next? She smiled wickedly, forcing him to wonder at what else this crazy night might hold." } ]