Write-Faggotry Thread #11 Last Thread: https://desuarchive.

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>>7168074
Anon, did you miss the old book?

Either way anchor posting for Bunny Mint story

>>7168571
>Anon, did you miss the old book?
Do you mean the new? I saw them, it's just that I made the thread before the previous one 404'd so it'd still be duplicate images.

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Requesting Skyla receiving a jiggling ass spanking session after losing a match and running out of badges to give to the winning trainer, first while wearing shorts (Wedgied to hit backside, down to her panties, and then no panties). Afterwards to fully rub it in (no money either), her tits receive a spanking session too, no clothes period until she is a complete mess. Trainer warns her next time he'll take something precious of hers.

aww jeez man what the fuck

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>>7168655
This book specifically

>When you don't know how to progress a story and instead go all out with silliness in rapid progression
I can't tell if that's good or not.

bump I guess, already at that point huh?

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yeah, it's at that point

Well I guess bumping the thread four times in a row isn't good, maybe I'll have something by the fifth

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>>7175577
Alright, I got some content for you, or at least the promise of some.

I want to come up with some more scenarios I could use in my story about Evo Rogue becoming a camgirl (as well as enlisting her friends Kitty, Tabitha, Jubilee, Jean, etc.), along with some more professionally-made (but still amateur) videos.

The story so far has been building up to the moment when she can have full penetration sex, with a male, and not turn him into a mummy on camera (none of the girls are open about having powers, on camera). So I've been trying to figure out how she gets to that point, as well as writing other scenes with her and/or other characters, with Rogue focusing on solo stuff.

Best I can come up with is Rogue finds that mutant who can nullify other mutants' powers when he's nearby, and enlists him to be her go-to cameraman. There's also the idea of full body latex, but that's not my fetish so I don't think I could write anything along those lines. I do want to do a scene where Rogue works her way up to M/F scene, involving a thin bedsheet being lain over her and another partner being very gentle and careful. More softcore than anything.

So yea, any ideas for scenes involving the Evo X-Men characters and/or how to progress Rogue into having skin on skin contact, on camera?

Also always looking for any prompts people have that they'd like seen turned into a short story/one-off scene. I'm getting better at greentext narratives, so I can do that, as well.

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>>7176487
hmm, it has been a while since I looked into the X-men university. I'm sure there are a few people Rogue liked that you can write about (the only one I can remember a bit via google is Gambit), but I'm sure Nightcrawler can provide more kinks.

The test dummy for sure would have to be wolverine though, since as an immortal he can take any kind of damage, which could be used if the ability-nullifying Xmen can pinpoint his power to one individual.

>looking for any prompts people have that they'd like seen turned into a short story/one-off scene.
Female Octoling getting overpowed by a male Inkling and he lewds her down into submission, fucking her ass and climaxing blue ink inside her.
If you need kinks he can perform a rimjob on her, grope her breasts/ass, and probably cumflation if it interests you.

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>>7176841
Rogue was initially, and primarily, interested in Scott in the Evo series, though he ends up with Jean. She does encounter Gambit, but there's not a ton of interaction before the series ended, if I recall. Wolverine could work, though in the series he's a teacher at the school, so that might be a big hard to work in.

Sometime in the second (I think) season, Rogue befriends a punk girl named Risty Wilde, who originally was going to develop a relationship with Rogue. However, someone got spooked, and the story was changed so Risty was actually Mystique, in disguise, trying to get to know her daughter better. Shit was nuts.

I'd also like to work in Scarlet Witch at some point, because her look on that show was way up my alley.

Sadly, not really into the inklings, so I don't think I could do a story about them any justice.

>>7177272
>Sadly, not really into the inklings, so I don't think I could do a story about them any justice.
damn, What series do you like then?
I'm fond of Nintendo/Pokemon stuff in general myself, but I can curve around to your interests.

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>>7177685
There are plenty of Pokegirls that I like, but not any Pokemon, unless you go anthropomorphic with it, such as the included picture. I know there's another term for it, but I can't remember what it is, at the moment.

Samus is another strong contender. I guess you can kind of fudge the numbers and call Bayonetta a Nintendo franchise, but it's a stretch. Legend of Zelda has some cuties, but I am particularly fond of Cia. And I wouldn't kick Daisy or Rosalina out of bed.

>>7176487
Can you greentext >>7169005 ?

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>>7178112
>Cia
You know, while it is like Link to not care about her feelings, it always bothered me that he never took advantage of the hottie.

If you want some smut or a one-off, perhaps a greentext could do with Link (You) deciding to approach Cia willingly in order to save the army/world and go from there, though I'm not into forcing against one's will. I haven't played Hyrule Warriors so I don't know how much out of context this is.

If you need kinks, throw in seduction, breast groping/nursing, and first timers.
Or if you insist on keeping her obessive, full yandere mode.

>>7177272
honestly I can't recommend much other pairings with Rogue, though it seems like you are more fond of writing around the animated series.

>>7177272
>Mystique will never go on loving dates with her daughteru.
>Mystique will never eternally take on the cloak of normal human girl to date her daughter.
>Rogue and Mystique will never get lesbian married after a decade and adopt 2.5 kids.
>Mystique will never get outed as her real self in a shocking public manner.
>Mystique will never defeat the X-men and rape Rouge as "Risty" for that "Just like old times, eh?" line.

Even as a kid when this first aired, I wanted that. Comics are fucked up.

>>7168074

I'll just shamelessly drop this here...

http://mrcreamtastic.deviantart.com

>>7168074
That one vignette in the pic, there were VG cat fics posted in these threads?

>>7180663
Requests for them I think

>>7170919
Yep. Saw it.

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Requesting lesbian Smeagle x Lopunny.

Preferably romantic, but eh, it's a free Internet.

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>>7181966

>Smeagle

Oopsie, meant to say Smeargle.

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>>7178129
Never written in-depth spanking before, but I have almost always included spanking in whatever I write, so I'm not opposed to it. Never written about tit spanking, though, so I may get some of the appealing factors of it wrong. Still, it seems easy enough for me to do a greentext of it, sure.

>>7178611
I'm also not into coercing (usually) or full on rape in scenes, but I think the idea of link banging Cia to save the world is doable. Her love of Link is made clear in the game, so it'd be easy enough to concoct a plot where Hyrule is struggling to defeat Cia. Link decides that maybe if he offers himself up to Cia, she'll relent, but he will keep himself pure (total virgin, only cares about adventures and finding treasure chests. He lives in Cia's castle, where she constantly tries to seduce him to get him to break his vow, rather than just rape him like she knows she could easily do. She wants him to come to her, to return the affection she feels for him. Though she would be very confident, sexually, and make no reservations about her lust for him. Something like that. Don't know if I would include nursing, just because it's not one of my fetishes, so I don't know what the appeal is and thus wouldn't know how to write it sexy. It's not off the table, though.

>>7180035
Though I enjoy comics, my experience with nearly all major superheroes began with the cartoons, so my knowledge is mostly anchored there. Rogue being an important character because she birthed my Southern accent fetish, and then Evo Rogue cemented my goth fetish.

>>7180432
I always had a feeling that that pairing, made possible because of the mid season rewrites, birthed and strengthened a lot of mom/daughter fetishes. Curious how many people have run with that and made drawings and writings based on it.

>>7182248
Damn. Both of these sound good. Looking forward to whichever one you choose

>>7182248
Cia guy here. Sounds good to me, though to elaborate nursing for me is more like breast suckling, an extension to breast groping.

pffshhhhhhhhh

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>>7188174
buuump

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Alright. Right now I've just finished what I think is my best work.
>I actually went back and spell checked it/ cleaned up the grammar
>Properly spaced dialogue lines
I really went the extra mile.

Without further dudes, my NSFW fap fic. Critiques are appreciated.

http://pastebin.com/sYK736V2 (embed)

>>7190035
I can't say anything on the subject because I'm not into dicks, but I like how it's written.

>>7190637
Fair enough.

>>7190035
Oooh looks interesting, I'll give it a read tomorrow.

>>7190925
If the thread's still up, don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe.

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>>7190985
Well hopefully it won't fall off ignobiously.

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>>7191570

Someone suggested Angewomon last thread, so I wrote something about it, except I don't know anything about digimon so I went completely overboard. Sure isn't good but it was fun, and something else to bump the thread with.

http://pastebin.com/EaJ23PmA

I would've chosen one of the other suggestions but I already wrote awful things about those characters.

>>7192501
oh I requested that. I'm surprised you were able to work with what little info I provided. Angewomon's interactions came out a lot cuter than I imagined, mostly from her stubbornness. I liked it.

bump of emptiness

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>>7195694

yeah
well
bump I guess

Now I sleep forever
But not before bumping as that would be very rude

>>7199695
G'mornin bump from europs.

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>>7169005

>The male trainer has just finished his battle against Skyla, the Flying Pokemon specialist and part time pilot.
>After each of her pokemon fell, she looked more and more nervous; by the time her Swanna faints, she has gone from the talkative and confident gym leader, to a speechless and avoidant teenager.
>The trainer can't help but scoff and say, "Who uses a pokemon that's four times weak to electricity?" The fact gyms always used the same type made it easy enough to sweep them, but this leader was badge 1 material, at best.
>Skyla straightens out her back, thrusting out her sizable breasts, and flattening out her fit tummy even more. If pokemon training doesn't work out, she could go into porn, the trainer thought.
>The blue clad redhead puts on a half nervous smile and rubs the back of her head. "Well, I guess ya beat me! No need to stick around anymore," she says, trying to hasten the trainer out the way he came.
>"I agree," the trainer says sternly. "As soon as I get my gym and money, I'll be gone."
>Skyla's false confidence shatters when she sees the trainer does remember what she's supposed to give him.
>"Thing is, I, uh...don't have it," she admits under her breath, looking away.
>"Have what? The badge?" the trainer asks, growing more annoyed by the minute.
>"I'm sorry!" Skyla says, tears forming in her big blue eyes. "Every trainer that comes in here beats me, and the league only gives me so many badges to hand out every month, and I'm sorry!"
>The trainer thought about all the time he wasted with this gym, and hated that in order to get to the Elite 4, he'd have to come back again to get a badge.
>"Oh, you're going to be," he sternly asserted.
>Skyla stood frozen as the trainer approached and grabbed her by the harness/suspenders she wore with her blue two piece outfit.
>Trainer dragged her over to the throne she had the audacity to sit on, like she was hot shit. There he sat, and across he lap he laid down his conquest.

(cont.)

>>7200665
oh this looks like a promising start. Keep going!

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>>7200665

>Skyla whimpers as the trainer assertively begins to squeeze and grope her ass through her tight blue hot pants.
>Her ass had looked so firm, before, to the trainer, but there was more given to the large globes than he thought.
>This time Skyla reacts to his touch by a yelp and a tensed up body, when she felt her shorts get yanked up by the hem, and formed a wedgie between her supple cheeks.
>With a firm and decisive slap, the trainer watches the ass flesh jiggle after the strike.
>Skyla looks back with pleading eyes, but fails to convince him to stop.
>He slaps the other cheek, then begins to alternate, increasing tempo and strength to get her butt redder and sting more.
>She lets out quick yelps with each hit. She starts to bite her bottom lip to keep from screaming.
>Satisfied with her punishment, the trainer gets ready to shove her off his lap, when he notices something on her inner thighs.
>"Oh fuck, are you getting aroused from this?" Skyla hears him asks. She instinctively squeezes her thighs together to hide her shame, but it's too late.
>He pushes her thighs apart and feels along her inner thigh, his skin become sticky and damp from the touch.
>Skyla hears him chuckle cruelly, and then feels her shorts being yanked down to wrap around just below her cheeks, framing them.
>Trainer admires her ass in a new light, the light blue thong disappearing between her plump cheeks, and then begins to spank her all over again.
>The gym leader feels him squeeze her bum after each slap, rubbing in the stinging sensation before switching to the other side.
>He pulls back on her harness, forcing her back to arch, so he can watch her tits bounce each time he sends a shockwave through her body.
>Skyla's mouth hangs open, her tongue nearly lolling out past her lips; her mind doesn't know what to do, so her body just takes over and reacts however it wants.
>Trainer watches as the dark blue spot on her light blue panties grows bigger and darker.

(cont.)

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>>7200856

>Wanting to see it for himself when "it" happens, he stalls his spanking for a moment; partly to let her rest and recover, otherwise she'll become numb and won't feel anything, and partly to start to peel away her panties.
>Skyla starts to whimper again, feeling how her underwear resists being pulled away from between her clench buttocks.
>Trainer watches as the crotch of the panties clings weakly to her red hot pussy, from the dampness it had soaked up. It, and the shorts, are aggressively yanked down her legs, over her holster, and stops somewhere around her knees.
>Just as she was starting to feel the pain subside, it returned when the trainer resumed spanking her, and she was not oblivious to how he started to slap in the middle at random intervals, his fingertips touching her bare lips for the briefest of moments.
>The trainer lets go of her harness so he can press down on her back, forcing her flat and enviable tummy presses down against the hard bulge that has formed in his pants.
>A blush on Skyla's cheeks is almost as red as her other cheeks, when she feels the length and and shape of him against her abdomen.
>He admits to himself that his arm is getting tired, and he doesn't know if he can keep up the pace; soon enough, he sees he doesn't have to.
>Skyla fought it as long as she could, but she couldn't hold it back anymore, letting the cocktail of pain, pleasure, humiliation, and hunger overtake her and release from inside of her body.
>The liquid spray splashes against the trainer's stinging and reddened hand, while the rest trickles down her shaking legs.
>The trainer gives one last slap to her ass, letting her hear the wetness of the slap, all thanks to her.
>Skyla's breathing slows from the huffing and puffing she had been experiencing for some time now, and assumes the punishment is over and she can move on; that is until he orders her to get onto her knees.

(cont.)

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>>7201017

>She knew what "get on your knees" meant, and had been preparing for that the moment he grabbed her and dragged her to her throne.
>He wasn't the first trainer who had to walk away with a badge, but didn't walk away empty handed.
>When it came to the young trainers, fresh out into the world, she could usually make them satisfied without a badge by giving them a little peek at her ass, and a kiss on the cheek.
>Trainers above the age of 16, though, needed more, and she was no stranger to this kind of trade.
>In fact, she was looking forward to regaining some control, because she had become so practiced that she knew she could get him off before he knew what hit him.
>"Take off your top," he simply ordered as he moved his legs apart.
>She hadn't quite expected that, but wasn't surprised. Several trainers were like him, and needed more convincing that not getting a badge wasn't always bad.
>Skyla had put her tits to use several times in the past to get away with being such a bad gym leader.
>With both the top and bottom of her outfit gone, and her harness/suspenders on the floor, only her boots and thigh holster remained. She got closer between the trainer's legs and was about to reach up to his zipper when he stopped her.
>Immediately the trainer groped her large breasts, feeling their weight and softness. Before she could get the idea that her punishment was over, he began.
>With his left hand, he pinched her left nipple, lifting up her breast, and then, with his right hand, slapped her tit.
>Skyla let out a surprised yelp, similar to the one she made when he first spanked her. More would come as the trainer proceeded to actually spank her breasts.
>Though seemingly too large and perky to be natural, he confirmed for himself they were by the way they moved after he struck one and then let it go.
>Their size caused them to jiggle considerably, and their perkiness made them settle back into shape quickly.

(cont.)

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>>7201135

>Again and again he slapped her titties around, making one collide with the other, slapping them both to squeeze them together, flicking at her nipples.
>Once her breasts looked as red as her ass, the trainer relented. Skyla looked completely broken, and was easy to tip over so he could step over her as she lay panting on the floor, juices still leaking out between her thighs and onto the cold floor.
>"When I come back tomorrow," he said down to her, "you had better have my badge. Or I'll take something much more precious than your dignity from you."
>Skyla knew she couldn't get a new order of badges in by tomorrow, and started to consider all her options for what to do in 24 hours. Interestingly enough, running away never crossed her mind.

(end)

Hope you enjoyed it, >>7169005 !

Now I will begin work on thinking what to write for >>7182248. Have another prompt in another thread cooking, so I'll have to do that one first since the thread is closer to dying than this one.

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>>7201263

http://pastebin.com/0DyfanV2 Saved for posterity's sake.

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>>7200665
>>7200856
>>7201017
>>7201135
>>7201263
OR. Absolutely delicious work you have done. Hope has restored in this thread. Thanks man.

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>>7201295
also screencapped for easy copypasting

>>7201976
>1502x1522
Daamn dude.

>>7201874
Thrilled that you enjoyed it!

book bump

>>7190035
>>7190925
Overall, really darn cute. The trainer comes off as a bit of a dick at times and that notches down the cute atmosphere, but overall still works.

>evolution causes boner
>but then it limply flops out
Could've stuck a bit of description on forcing down the wood or something.

>I couldn't help but pout. I'm trying to be a knight, not the damsel.
Adorablest little thing.

>I wasn't sure what to do trying to service another male, but my horns guided me. I opened my mouth and took his cock head inside.
That passage looks like it could work a bit better than "horns guided me".
Something like "but I could see his thoughts, his fantasies, and I let them guide me".

Aside from that, real nice stuff.

Morning guys

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I refuse to give up on Florges toots

To keep autism contained. The idea/suggestions are linked herehttp://pastebin.com/Zx3Uj2QY

tl;dr Main character dominates Florges by making her embarrass herself via teasing/lewding her to fart. Stuff in pastebin are suggestions.

I would really like it if anyone could do this. It's a weird fantasy that I've had for a really long time.

In this setting, Monstergirls and Monsterboys both exist. They're all extremely attractive, can fuck better than any human alive, and they shoot huge, explosive loads of cum. This has been both a boon and a problem for the porn industry. On the one hand, they have an unlimited supply of models. But no humans can last long enough to fuck them. They all cum in the first few seconds. Their solution was to start casting gay pornstars to fuck Monstergirls, and straight ones to fuck Monsterboys. They still cum almost immediately, but it takes them a few more thrusts.

Something about a QT guy fucking a Monsterboy and having a huge, ass-clenching orgasm despite not being gay at all.

>>7206026
Well, that's definitely creative

>>7206381
Thanks! I like Orientation Play and Forced Orgasms, and that's a way of bringing them together. I have a lot of other requests like that if people are interested.

>Cute, feminine 18 year old guy fucks a Monstergirl. He cums the second the tip of his dick touches her pussy, and he isn't sure whether to tell her to stop.

>>7207459
>I have a lot of other requests like that if people are interested.
I am interested, actually.

>>7207481
Awesome!

>A guy volunteers his dick at a public gloryhole where Monstergirls and Monsterboys can get themselves off. He's right next to a really cute trap doing the same thing who makes no secret of enjoying himself. They start to tease and grope each other while people fuck them.

>An 18-20 year old male prostitute is worn out from years of having orgasms torn out of him. A Monstergirl hires him, and tries to see how many unbelievable orgasms it would take for him to enjoy sex again.

nudge or something

you know what would be hot? something involving a super buff cunt boy

yeah, totally going to put that in the public google doc when i get around to it

>>7210543
should have linked
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1AVWxeWz7NOd8vryZAmnGZlwl128ra1_llN0FfDT-NLk/edit?usp=sharing

if you're curious, or have any writer's block go there and work it out, or just spectate while I and others work it out

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>>7212339

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>>7218637
Hey

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>>7219309

>>7219513
requesting a story based on this picture. Seems like it is about a female Leavanny being fugged nonstop by a Trevenant

>>7210543
I actually kind of like this idea.
I'm working on a bunch of other stories, but I'll think about it.
Only problem for me is that I like to be able to provide a "believable" origin story for this sort of thing, and with a cuntboy it would probably get gynecological really quick.
How about a girl who "suffers" from a glandular problem or something which basically makes her hyper-masculine?

Austin's the top bully at his high school. He demolishes the competition on the field as well as in the weight room. He's got an massive entourage of cronies who worship him. You could drown a whale with the beer it takes to make him tipsy. He's put more kids in the hospital than anyone else in school history. Girls are slipping in their own pussy juice to be with him. Not to mention a bulge you could give someone a concussion with.
But there are rumors swirling around. He never joins the rest of the guys in the locker room. He never gets past second base, no matter how bad a girl's begging for it. He must be gay, he must be a limpdick. No matter how hard he tries to pound those rumors out of existence, they persist.
It wouldn't bother him so much if some of the rumors weren't true. Jake is the star of the track team, practically the only extracurricular the bus-benching high school superstar isn't dominating. He's a perceptive kid; he reasons that the rumors wouldn't bother Austin if at least some of them weren't true. Before long, he's become the unwilling leader of the "resistance", and kids look up to him. He becomes the target of Austin's ire, and every time he manages to slip away Austin's hatred towards him grows.
As he's walking home from school one day, Austin finally manages to get the slip on Jake. Just as Austin goes in for the kill, a car pulls over, and a man steps out. It's Austin's dad, beaming at him, his chin level with the car roof. Austin suddenly becomes very docile, and sputters out an explanation which seems to satisfy him.

2 b cont'd

>>7220631
For a moment, it seems that he's about to drive off and leave Jake to Austin. Then, he hesitates, as if he forgot something. He asks if Austin wants a drive home. Austin replies meekly that he was planning on running home with Jake, who was giving her tips. Austin's dad recognizes Jake from conversations he's had with Austin, and happily invites Jake over for dinner, offering to drive them there before dinner gets cold.

So now Jake's at Austin's house, making table talk with Austin's parents. Jake makes a comment which embarrasses Austin, and has his parents rolling on the floor laughing. After a soul-stealing glare from Austin - which his parents are completely oblivious to - Jake hastily excuses himself to the bathroom. Realizing that he forgot to ask where the bathroom is, he accidentally stumbles into a bedroom. It's completely decked out in pink, and festooned with stuffed animals. As he closes the door and turns back down the hall, he thinks to himself that he didn't know Austin had a sister. Before the door completely closes, the light from the hallway gleans off of something on the far wall of the room, and he turns back. He checks over his shoulder, then flicks on the light to reveal a massive cabinet on the far wall, overflowing with trophies and ribbons. Realizing with horror that this is Austin's room, he flicks off the light and spins around, slamming his face into a battery of granite-hard abs. Grabbing him by the throat, Austin

[FULL OUTLINE IS FOR 4CHAN GOLD MEMBERS ONLY]

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http://pastebin.com/xYesYz18

Some sex scenes from a work in progress.

>>7220631
>>7220822
this is dildos, but don't let me stop you

I'll be putting my considerably more fantasy driven cuntboy story in that google doc

>>7220973
>this is dildos
What the FUCK did you just say about my fetishes, boi?

Go nuts my man.

give more ideas you wouldn't mind seeing the end result being OK at best

>>7220887
Painting Maria as a slut is top-tier, looking forward to it.

>>7221141
I wouldn't mind seeing you give >>7176841 a whirl

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>>7221141
SMT Pixie bullying fic sounds nice and lewd. Things like flicking and pinching her cute little butt and wedging that suit could do for various forms of bullying...or just sexual bullying and using a Qtip to stimulate her asshole for 'medical reasons.'

>>7210543
>something involving a super buff cunt boy
Those are pretty amusing, had a short bit of such in an RP once, would be curious to read a story as well.

>>7220973
By the way, are you planning for a more dominant or submissive take on this? A mix of both?

>>7221570
definitely dominant, otherwise what would be the point of making it a cunt boy instead of just baragay

>>7221234
I don't know much about Splatoon so I read up a lot on it. I decided on having a Male MC "Agent 3" going after an Octoling in their first appearance on stage 8, is that OK?

>>7222548
sounds good to me

>>7222695
Great

>>7221395
I'll read up on SMT when I'm finished with this.

>>7222822
>reading up on SMT

I'll spare you the details to pinpoint the character specifically.
http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Pixie

If you need a specific one to write about, do the Nocturne version one.

An anon could be doing the job, but if you want to keep it inuniverse, use the Demifiend: http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Demi-fiend

Bump while I try to figure out how to make >>7176841 longer.

>>7227128
foreplay and taunting would help in that scenario I think

>>7227298
I was going to make it so that the Octoling doesn't understand the Inkling and vice versa because their vocal patterns seem different.
I also thought it would be interesting to communicate solely through touch, but maybe I should reconsider all of this.

>>7227407
touch communication sounds interesting, though could prove to be a challenge.
Vocal patterns may be different, but I think tone is universal, like how people run from loud things or get angry by growling voices. But I'm not the OR, so the choice would be up to you.

>>7227484
Oh I wrote that poorly, I definitely have a sort of tone going for what the girl would be going through and how she reacts, just not speaking the same language.

>>7227564
sounds about right then to me

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Have had an idea lately for a Legend of Korra story featuring an unholy blend of weight gain, slob, scat, piss, and mind control.

The idea is that at the end of Book 1, Korra doesn't have her bending and is deeply disturbed and confused, but in the story she doesn't go to the North Pole. Instead, Asami offers to put her up until she can recover. She begins to push huge amounts of food onto Korra, for her to 'build up her strength.'

But, in reality, Asami is still bitter as fuck over Korra stealing Mako from her, so she decides she's going to fuck with Korra. The Sato mansion is rigged with a system of electric lights that can be precisely controlled, so she pulls a scheme straight out of the movie "Gaslight," using the level of lighting to slowly rob Korra of her ability to trust her own perceptions.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaslight_(1944_film)

However, Asami gradually discovers that Korra is a mental mess from her years with the White Lotus, and her regimen being tightly controlled. So Asami realizes she can completely fuck Korra up, and she's still pissed, and she does so. By the end of things Korra is horribly obese, but more importantly, she's gone completely insane. She has no more control of her excretory functions, she's been psychologically blinded by her inability to trust her perceptions, and she's regressed into an infantile state of mind that craves the maternal comforts Asami provides by her closeness. The story would probably end with Tenzin coming to check on her and being horrified by how totally gone she is, then sadly resigning himself to giving up on her and waiting for the next Avatar.

Writing a SciFi story that's basically "4chan in space", as a friend called it after reading a synopsis.

Anyone have an OC they want to appear in it? I'm out of ideas and figured, as a frequent flyer in these threads, that I could turn it into a community thing. Note: no restrictions, but I reserve the right to pick and choose what I think will work and what won't.

>>7233398
I think the OC drawthread has more takers for that kind of thing, but I did recall someone here who made some sort of Android oc greentext.

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http://pastebin.com/NSmYkSWT

>>7235379
>Bribing Pokémon with sex
hehehehe

>>7233398
I have one that I'm fond off, but I don't know if it would work in a scifi setting (she's a demon). But if you're interested, I can whip up a synopsis of her personality/physical appearance.

>>7233398

/g/entooman who spends his time rambling about free software and how proprietary laser guns violate your freedumbs

>>7233398
>Writing a SciFi story that's basically "4chan in space", as a friend called it after reading a synopsis
Ooh ooh, I want to know more

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Hey some people on /d/ want some more clown tf storys so I'll post the ones people have recommended.

One was a balloon transformation from a clown to another girl, like the clown makes a dick shaped balloon, attaches it to the girl and now the girl has a dick.

The other was a lesbian couple accidentally getting into a clown girls tent and being turned into clown girls themselves because of it.

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>>7235379
http://pastebin.com/9zSWxXYR

That's actually just part of this. The whole thing is almost done.

>>7232073
seconded

>>7236148
>The other was a lesbian couple accidentally getting into a clown girls tent and being turned into clown girls themselves because of it.
Definitely want to see this one

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If I can throw a request out...

Your sister is a digidestined and her partner is Renamon.
You've been eyeing Renamon a bit just because it's weird and eventually she starts to tease you while your sisters back is turned.It eventually gets hotter and heavier with her jerking you off while you're talking to your sister hidden behind a counter, fucking Renamon while your sister is showering, etc. Basically the two of you are fucking behind her back without her knowing it.
Eventually she stumbles in on you two going at it and just stands there dumbfounded like a deer in headlights and without you knowing, but Renamon sees her.
After you cum in her, she invites your sister over and makes her clean your cock off satisfied that she dominated and "corrupted" her master.

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>>7182248

>The war behind the forces of Hyrule and that of Cia, the Dark Sorceress, rages on.
>With the aid of her generals, Volga and Wizzro, as well as her powerful magic, Cia is able to claim more and more ground, pushing the Hylians back into the castle.
>Each day, Hyrule loses more soldiers, while Cia can refresh and bolster her ranks by pulling more and more monsters from the Gate of Souls.
>Up against the wall, Link decides on a last ditch plan to save the land, and the people, he vowed to protect.
>Link crosses the large bridge leading out of Hyrule Castle, to meet with Cia's considerable forces, waiting for the order to strike.
>The green-tunic-hero stands before Volga, the red armored Dragon Knight, who snarls at his foe and does his best to restrain himself from attacking him in that moment, and Wizzro, the purple cloaked Twisted Wizard, who cackles softly to himself at the sight of Hyrule's greatest champion, alone.
>Link tells them that he wishes to speak with their master, Cia, to strike a bargain that will end the war.
>Volga rejects the offer, and points his massive spear at Link's throat, though the hero does not flinch even when the tip draws a small trickle of blood.
>Wizzro, however, accepts the offer, and tells Volga to stand down while he fetches Cia. When he refuses, Wizzro reminds him that Link has bested him in combat several times already.
>Begrudingly, Volga lowers his weapon, and then Wizzro sinks into a black puddle of magic, disappearing from sight.
>Mere seconds later, a deep purple portal twists open, and out steps the gorgeous and confident Cia.
>As always, she is clad in her purple dress, that reveals considerable cleavage for her massive breasts, and her flat and toned tummy, all hugged by caramel-colored skin.
>Cia approaches Link with hunger in her eyes, and asks about the bargain.
>Link says if Cia removes her forces and ends the war, he will go with her, forever.
>Cia, of course, accepts.

(cont.)

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>>7238157

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>>7219513
Mm that artist got good pokestuff.

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>>7238335

>The dark sorceress commands a furious, but still dutiful, Volga to lead her army back to the Valley of Seers.
>Link is led to the dark portal, and reluctantly steps through, after giving Hyrule Castle one last look. Though, in truth, he looks to wherever Zelda may be within its walls.
>Cia follows behind him, and the portal seals behind her in an instant.
>As if stepping through a door, Link finds himself immediately in a new area: the Temple of Souls.
>They arrived in the exterior of a mansion, that rivals Hyrule Castle in size, and the beautiful garden path that leads to its front doors.
>Cia leads Link down the stone path, and Link examines the roses the size of Gorons, all of different colors, and the statues in his likeness. Some seem to be him as a child, others of him in different attire he didn't fully recognize.
>He also can't help but find his blue eyes drawn to Cia's swaying hips, and the robust bum tightly contained by her elegant dress. Although there's always something new to see in the garden, his gaze finds its way back to her body.
>Cia leads him through the front door to a foyer that seems bigger than what the mansion could contain, and then up the curve staircase to the second floor.
>More tributes to Link line the wall in portrait form - again some he sees himself in, and others that are familiar, yet strange.
>Cia offers him a change in wardrobe before dinner, but he refuses. She is not fazed, and tells him she prefers a man in uniform.
>Link is left to wander the halls for hours, retracing his steps but always ending up somewhere new, eventually finding his way into the dining room.
>Link finds his place at the end of a long table that stretches half the length of the hall, as far from Cia as he can manage.
>When he sits, Cia appears in the chair to his right, staring at him with lust and longing.
>The meals appear from a swirl of purple smoke.
>As they eat, Cia plays footsie and massages his thigh.

(cont.)

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>>7238552

>He has to constantly push away her hands and legs, but as the dinner goes on, his lets her touch linger longer and longer before refusing her again.
>Link also finds it hard to pull his eyes away from her plunging cleavage, her breasts pressed together when she rested her elbows on the table and her chin in her palms.
>His plate cleared, and the conversation mild, Link stands from his seat and requests to see where he'll be sleeping.
>Cia acts as a good hostess and leads Link through the double doors at the end of the dining hall.
>Through the doors is a large bedchamber, lit by purple-flame candles that floated in the air.
>Link is surprised the room is connected to the dining hall, but when he looks back through the door frame, all he see is a long hallway.
>Cia shows him around the room, noting the large bed, find silk sheets, thick blankets, endless pillows, a long dresser, and a connecting bathroom that looked more like a spa than any bathroom he'd seen.
>Link finds the arrangement decent, and says he plans to retire for the night.
>She happily agrees, but instead of moving to the door, she steps in front of the dresser and begins the long process of removing all her jewelry and headdress.
>He looks confused, which she picks up on, and tells him that the room is hers, but he shall be sleeping in it for the duration of his stay.
>Link refuses, and asks for another room, only to be told that there are no other bedrooms. He finds this hard to believe, but knows if he wanders the halls looking for one, he'd just end up where she wants him.
>Cia hasn't slowed in her undressing in the slightest, and smirks when she sees the blush on Link's cheeks. Before she can pull her dress down over her breasts, Link excuses himself under the pretense that he wishes to wash up. She can't help but giggle when she hears the door lock. As if any room in her home is forbidden to her.

(cont.)

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>>7238552

>Link sighs and, in the false privacy of the bathroom, he takes off his clothes, and the armor beneath them.
>With the last article of clothing off of him, he sees the door swing open, and in walks Cia, her curvaceous form wrapped up tightly in a towel that spans the space starting at her nipples and ending just below her most private area.
>Link covers himself up with a nearby towel, and does his best to look away. Cia says nothing, and he listens to the pitter patter of her bare feet carrying her across the tiled floor. When he hears her towel drop, his stomach twists and his blush returns.
>Standing under the waterfall pouring into the large circular tub, Cia watches Link shuffle his way over to another washing area within the room, and picks up on his quick glance in her direction.
>The too-proud hero sits down, with his back to her, on a small wooden stool, and proceeds to pour water from a ladle over his body and hair.
>It wasn't hard to pick up on the sound of her approach, half way into his bath.
>Cia crawled over to Link, soap suds dripping off her body, the white contrasting with her darker skin.
>The hero feels a set of full, perky, wet and soapy breasts squeeze against his back as her arms wrap around his midsection. He refuses to entertain her lewd actions, and just resumes washing up his chest and arms.
>Never one to be ignored, the female magician rests her chin on he shoulder, so she can peer down, with her purple and red eyes, Link's well defined body.
>Cia bites her pink lip upon seeing the considerable length between Link's legs. Long and thick, but not too much on either measurement. The perfect fit for her body, she was certain.
>The blonde hears her whisper her offer to help him was his back. Before he can react, Cia begins to rub her soapy front up and down his bare back. He can't deny the feeling of her pebbled nipples gliding up and down his back.

(cont.)

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>>7239014

>She bites her lower lip as she massages his body with her own, and holds back her screams of joy that he's not stopping her (though he does feel tense).
>Continuing to ignore her behavior, not allowing himself to give her any power, Link just refocuses on washing his front, though he fails to ignore her much longer.
>Unable to resist, Cia slides her hand down Link's abdominal muscles, counting the hills and valleys, and starts to wrap her fingers around the base of his cock just as her teeth playfully bite against his earlobe.
>Unable to ignore another twitch in his groin, Link shoots up off the stool and away from her grasp. With a stern voice, he tells her that while he stays here, there will be no sex between them. He knows he runs the risk of breaking the contract by setting up new rules, but it pays off.
>Cia sits, her firm ass resting against the floor and her knees pressed together. Her hands folded in her lap, obscuring her sex, causing her arms to press her tits together. With a pout, she nods, accepting his conditions.
>Surprised by happy, he gives a firm nod, pours the rest of the bucket of water over his body to remove the soap, and takes his towel with him back into the bedroom.
>Cia smiles mischievously after he leaves. She wouldn't have to break his new rule. She'd get him to do that for her.
>Now mostly dry, Link enters the bedroom and sees a set of dark green pajamas laid out for him on the bed. Before she can come back into the room, he quickly throws on the clothes. Now he just had to figure out how he was going to sleep in the same bed as her.
>When Cia re-enters, she is completely nude and dry (well, mostly, anyway). Casually she steps in front of Link to get to her dresser and collect her sleepwear. She makes exaggerated bends at the waist, and arcs of her back as she dresses.
>Link is proud of himself that he doesn't look back once, though his mind does race about what she'll reveal herself to be wearing.

(cont.)

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>>7239141

>Before he has figured out how best to deal with the bed situation, Cia walks by him and along the side of the bed. She is wearing a sheer purple teddy, just dark enough to be considered covering, but thin enough that he could still make out the shadows of her aerolas, and certainly the shape of her nipples pressing against the fabric.
>Cia once again swayed her hips, giving him a good show of her ass, barely covered by a dark purple pair of panties, cut so that the bottom of her cheeks were presented, and tight to conform to her shape.
>Upon seeing the undeniably sexy woman slide onto the bed and beneath the covers, bending over and showing off her cleavage and ass in the process, Link decides it would be best if he just slept in the plush armchair tonight.
>She lets out a half-frustrated sigh at his refusal of a good night's sleep, but she doesn't argue the issue. They both fall asleep in their respective spaces.
>Link awakes to the sound of Cia, moaning, and that of skin hitting skin. He opens his eyes and catches Cia, on all fours, naked, being pounded roughly from behind by a shadowy clone of himself.
>The corners of Cia's lips pulled upward when she saw him awake to the sound of the rough fucking she was receiving. Link protested the obscene act, but she merely shrugged, and told him, between moans and hard thrusts to her backside, that getting off was the only way she could get to sleep. She added that she highly recommended it, and would be happy to help him try it.
>After she made the offer, Link watched as she reached down the length of her slender frame, and between her thighs. Seconds later, she brought her hand back, her fingers connected by strands of her juices. When she stuck her digits between her moaning lips, he could watch no more and closed his eyes tightly.
>She laughed, and hoped he picked up on the the clue that she was currently being fucked in the ass.

(cont.)

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>>7239302

>While Link pretended to sleep, Cia began to order the clone on what to do next, as it was incapable of doing anything other than follow orders.
>"Yes, yes!" she cried. "Fuck me harder! Spank my fat ass, make it sting! Put some red on the skin," she lewdly commanded.
>Link found it hard to ignore the sound of her bum being spanked and her cries of passion and lewd choice of words.
>"Harder, dammit! Deeper! Yesss, oh goddesses, yes! Pull my hair," she requested, and soon a shadowy hand gripped her short crop of hair and pulled back. Her back arched, and her breasts began to bounce wildly in tandum with the cock thrusting into her asshole.
>Link opened his eye for a second, and left it open longer than intended when he saw those fat tits swinging toward him, the thin trickle of drool coming out the corner of her panting mouth.
>"Oh yes, I'm gonna come!" she said more for Link's benefit than the clone's. "Push me down, drive it in, deep, you bastard!"
>Following the command, the shadow pressed down on her back and forced her tits to press into the bed. Her ass was high up and on display for Link, as the shadow braced itself and gave powerful pounds to Cia's abused ass.
>The sexually-charged woman's eyes rolled upward and her tongue lulled out as she came. Her body tensed and then began to shake, which turned into a shudder as she came down from the high. Its duty fulfilled, the shade vanished from sight.
>Cia turned without a word, and crawled toward the head of the bed to get under the covers and rest.
>Link couldn't help but notice the purple candlelight reflecting off the damp sheen on Cia's nether lips and inner thighs.
>Cia couldn't help but notice the large tent Link was pitching in the loose pants, before she turned around and gave him a peek, again, at her delightful rear.
>Link realized that living here was going to be harder than he imagined.
>Cia realized that having Link would be more fun that she imagined.

(end)

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>>7239416

Phew, ended up being way longer than I intended, but the outline for the first chapter of the Cia/Link story is finished. I hope to flesh it out more and post it on my various fapfic site profiles. I also have other chapters planned out in my head, but I've taken up enough real estate on this thread already.

>>7239444
>enough real estate on this thread already
The rest of it is going to be bumps, who cares?

>>7239471

If I do any more writing here, it'll be in response to other anon-submitted ideas, that's all.

>>7239471
Yeah senpai.
Previous thread had 53 pure bumps, plus a bunch that weren't so exactly called.

>>7239509
Can you do the clown requests /d/ wants?

>>7236148

>>7239444
Sweet Jesus OR here. That was an amazingly lewd read. And more is coming? Can't wait!Thank you man!

>>7236111
>SOUTHERN STAR
>A Classic Space Western Horror

The main character wears a cowboy hat, and carries a revolver in laser weaponry times. His "gun" can't damage anything, and he breaks it completely in the first chapter after getting called an idiot.

The biggest source of conflict in the story are the contracts everyone needs to pay bills. Surveyor contracts, go and take pictures and report back what you see. Often, this leads to surveyors grabbing whatever they find, which leads to frequent squabbles over valuables and scrap.

Since everyone's usually cooped up in a space ship, a lot of time is spent just sitting around and pressing a button now and then. This leads to a lot of dialogue-heavy interaction with crew members and other ships.

One of my own character ideas is a guy who only listens to "Hip to be Square" on repeat.

I'm on mobile, so it's hard to write much about it without my resource files, but I'll dump it when I get back if anyone cares.

>>7236078
kek I think this'll work

>>7234622
Yeah I didn't know whether to ask this thread or that one really

>>7235487
Sure go ahead!

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>>7239592
>>7236148

Possibly. I would likely choose the lesbian one to do, but no idea how to write a sexy clown-transformation, though.

Like, do I make it painful or just uncomfortable, or even pleasurable and/or strange?

Should the transformation happen immediately, or should it happen over several days (ex: "Are you feeling well? You're starting to look pale." "I guess I am feeling kind of funny...heh. You're not looking so full of color either, though." "Ever since we went to the carnival yesterday, I've been aching all over. Maybe it was something I ate?" "You mean me?...heh heh." "Ha ha.")

Is there any sex desired afterwards, or should the story end after the clownening?

Naturally, I assume everyone with the fetish has different answers, but I'd still want some background info and a couple guidelines so I know I'm on the right path.

>>7239855
I think it should be like, they stumble into the clowns tent and she shoves a powder in there face and then kicks them out. Over the week they start feeling funny and horny, starting to becoming more like clowns, doing things like clowns do, blowing balloons, making jokes, giggling. At the end of the clownification they both go back to the clown girl and they work for her as clown girls.

>>7239844

Desirae Cross, a superintendent of a wealthy school district. She has long, abundantly full, ebony hair. Skin is lightly tanned, and shows none of the signs of her middle age. Breasts large yet perky, and an ass to match. Long legs and slim build. Smoldering purple eyes add to a package that seems too good to be true, like she was made purely for sex. Which, in fact, is the case.

Years ago, Cross was visited by an incubus, due to a spell, cast by her daughter, that went wrong. After the best fuck of her life, Cross's noble spirit became corrupt and she became a succubus.

In her basic succubus form, her skin is very pale, closer to white than her natural shade. Arms and legs, from the tips up to the elbows and knees, respectively, are covered in the stain left by a thick, black, ichor. Completely pitch from the ends upward, but gradually fading from a complete covering to spots of splashed black. A token thin devil tail and a pair of inverted wings on her back.

In her true succubus form, she is far more demonic. Skin is now white, though the stains remain. Succubui are so enamored with their own bodies, that they must become blindfolded so they don't become eternally lost in their own reflection. Mouth always agape and willing to be filled. After years of non-stop caressing of her own body, Her arms have fused to her chest, the skin melded together, one draped across her stomach and the other reaching up between her breasts and clasped to her shoulder. Another set of arms can come in, though hers haven't. Tail and wings are far thicker, and armored with scales. One set of large horns curl out of her now bald head, and are surrounded by several small nubs, the start of more sets of horns.

Cross is extremely manipulative, sexually confident and aggressive. She is also patient, and calculating.

Succubi in this setting do not hail from hell. They come from an afterlife reserved for those who desired the flesh above all else, in life.

>>7239911
I can work with that, sure. I'll think up a plot while I'm out getting dinner tonight, and hopefully have something ready by tomorrow.

>>7240201
Cool, thanks.

don't die on me thread

>>7239597
in case you didn't see it
>>7238335

If you have a place where you post your work, got a link? Wanna keep track of how this goes and how Link link can handle it until he (if?) gives in.
Based on how you written him, I could imagine him making excuses/loopholes for the 'no sex' thing.

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>>7242718
bump

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>>7244692
http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/TheDjinn/profile

http://archiveofourown.org/users/Djinn_n_Tonic

These are my primary locations for where I post my stories. I have a Literotica one, but I've been using it less and less. I sometimes go long periods without updating anything, but I'm using threads like these to do small one-offs or starting points for continuing stories, to break that cycle.

>>7246660
oh, didn't know you were the tracer author as well. Nice of you to drop by again. How long do you plan on hanging around?

>>7247898

Throughout this thread and the next, if it pops up. Maybe more if I still have the writing itch.

Katia dog fuck (feral) someone did in the prequel thread:
http://pastebin.com/t0BX7YcC

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>>7247987
Dunno if you're up for more pokegals after you do the clown one, but I have an old request:

If you're open, mind doing a sequel of sorts of this one-shot I got from /vp/? Greentext is fine
http://pastebin.com/96tTQPMu

Chunk of my request is in http://pastebin.com/7rUPPz4k if it interests you.

>>7248414
forgot to mention, this is the XY Beauty Trainer class

>>7248414
I can give it a shot, sure.

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>>7236148

>Callie and Sandra decided that for the weekend, they were going to leave the city and drive out to the nearby county fair.
>They hoped for fun rides, good food (that was bad for them), and entertainment. Though they were prepared to be unimpressed and just get joy out of laughing at all the Podunk locals too stupid or poor to live in the city.
>Callie was the taller of the two women, just under six feet tall, in no small part in thanks to her legs. They were long and sinewy, and led up to her firm and high butt, all wrapped in form fitting yoga pants. The shapes of her flat tummy and her handfuls of breasts were only slightly more hidden beneath her black tank top. Auburn hair pulled up into a pony tail, and thin lips pulled into a smirk.
>Sandra rose to only 5'7'', but what she lacked in height she made for in curves. Breasts and bum couldn't be hidden unless under a large winter coat. Too hot for that option, she opted for a military-style jacket, all dark green with a few patches about lesbian pride, and baggy cargo pants. The subtle supply of baby fat around her belly was completely hidden thanks to a baggy and old t-shirt. Freckles dusted across her darker-than-Callie's complexion, and piercings running along the ridge of her right ear, and studded into her left nostril.
>The women walked through the fair grounds, Callie enjoying the looks she got, and Sandra huffing at her lack of catcalls received.
>"You'd get more hits if you dressed like a woman, Sandra," Callie said upon seeing her plump lip push out in a pout. "You know, show off the goods!"
>Sandra huffed, running a ringed hand through her short mess of blonde and green hair. "Why bother? I already landed the best catch." She complimented Callie, punctuating the statement by giving her ass a firm and very audible slap.
>After giving a yelp and sharing a laugh, the women stopped in front of a poster that read, "Come See Hilarity the Clown!"

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>>7249177

>The poster showed off the advertised entertainer. Tall stilettos, blue and sparkly. Striped stockings that encased her legs from her toes up to her thick thighs, that bulged slightly from the pressure. From her crotch, to her pinched in stomach, to her full and unyielding breasts, she was wrapped in something that looked more similar to a corset than a leotard. A frilly and unnecessary skirt wrapped around her wide hips. Puffy sleeves, contrary to the rest of her form fitting outfit, ended at a pair of red gloves. A tiny top hat sat crooked on a mess of wild blue hair. Any skin showing was pure white, making the obnoxious makeup on her face, particularly her blue eyeshadow and red, thick lips, stand out all the more.
>Both agreeing they had to see how this porn star clown performed, Callie and Sandra entered the large tent and found their seats.
>Much to their dismay, Hilarity gave a rather tame show, though made more lewd by her tit flesh rising up out of her low top, and the leotard riding up against her plump ass. She performed alone, and despite the dull nature of her act, the audience loved it. Callie and Sandra rolled their eyes, amused the yokles were so easily amused.
>Not to say they weren't moved by the performance. Watching the curvy woman bounce all around the ring made the women flushed, and handsy with each other.
>Before the act was over, they both slipped back out of the tent, and walked with a brisk pace toward the car.
>Callie stopped Sandra, and motioned to the tent nearby, saying she couldn't wait to get home to have her.
>Sandra didn't like doing things like this in public, she was mostly private, only being bold when it made Callie happy. Unable to deny her own strong arousal, she agreed and the women slipped into the tent after check that it was empty.
>Wasting no time, Sandra pushed Callie to the small bed in the room, and fell to her knees between Callie's legs.

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>>7249293

>Callie pushed Sandra back some. She crossed her ankles, lifted up her toned legs, and peeled her yoga pants and blue panties up past her bum, exposing her dripping sex.
>Sandra buried her smiling mug right into Callie's crotch, feasting feverishly on the overflow of juices.
>Some time later, both women ended up on the bed. Sandra had her leg rubbing up between Callie's thighs, with one long, bare, leg draped across her hip. Her fingers danced inside of Callie, while her lips and teeth enjoyed the flesh at Callie's shoulder.
>Callie mostly moaned, but did busy her hand with massaging Sandr'a heavy tit.
>Lost in their passion, they didn't notice Hilarity walk into the tent. She casually entered, brushing confetti off of her cleavage and sucking some pie cream off her ungloved fingers. Large eyes shot open and smile widened upon seeing the sex act that awaited her in her tent.
>Eventually Callie's eyes opened and spotted Hilarity in the tent. She was just sitting there, watching them. Legs spread, torso leaning forward, exposing the deep valley of her tits, one hand holding a box of popcorn, and the other shoveling it into her mouth comically.
>Callie screamed, and Sandra yelled, both of them scrambling to cover themselves.
>Hilarity pouted, sad to see the show end so soon. She cheered for an encore, but when the girls started to redress, she knew it was a lost cause.
>As soon as they were decent enough to walk outside, they started to head toward the tent flap.
>The clown woman stopped them, and offered them a gift before they left. Intrigued, and too frazzled to think of how to say no, they stood there, waiting for the prize.
>Popcorn was brushed off her white globes, leaving behind residue of salt and butter (that she would enjoy later), and then a hand plunged between her breasts.
>The girls watched as Hilarity fumbled around with her cleavage. She pulled out horns and toys, and finally, a lipstick case.

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>>7249385

>Hilarity applied the lipstick hastily and messily, yet somehow it came out looking clean and shiny. She started to approach the women, but when they backed up slightly, her shoulders dropped and her lip pouted.
>The women turned to leave, having no interest in making out with a clown. One step from the door, they heard a honk. Instinctively they turned to look back at Hilarity.
>The clown was caught groping her own tit, gave a faux shocked expression, and then smiled. Before they could escape, she pressed the fingertips from both hands to her lips, giving them a wet, audible kiss, and then blew them at the girls.
>Although they wouldn't notice until later, both of their cheeks had been marked with a lipsticked set of lips.
>After they left, Hilarity noticed the pair of damp panties on her bed. She sniffed them gently, looked around, and then snorted them hard up against her red ball nose. After letting out a sigh of enjoyment, she stuffed the underwear into the bottomless pit that was her cleavage.
>By the time they arrived home, the marks on their cheeks had faded into their skin, and entered their system.
>They had been caught in the act before, and they always had some intense fucking when they got home, but not this time. The clown put a damper on the whole experience. So they just went to bed, and hoped it'd all be over.
>When they awoke, they slid out of bed and set to getting ready for the day.
>At breakfast, Sandra mentioned to Callie that she was looking a little pale, asking if she felt alright. Callie replied with, "I guess I am feeling a little funny," followed but a momentary chuckle. Sandra rolled her eyes and continued to shove more bacon and eggs into her mouth, though she couldn't seem to stop the rumble in her stomach.
>Throughout the week, the girls felt stranger and stranger, but never in any discomfort or pain. In fact, in most instances, it felt good.

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>>7249449

>Callie had continued to grow more and more pale. One day she attempted to apply some blush and concealer, but found herself hating how she looked, and washed it off. She just settled for the normal application of lipstick, eye shadow and liner.
>Sandra continued to felt her stomach twist and move. One day, she found she had lost all the baby fat around her midsection. In fact, it was starting to look a little flat, like Callie's body.
>Where Sandra lost fat, Callie gained some. Her humble breasts and firm tush grew considerably. None of her bras fit anymore, and her panties were just getting absorbed by her plump cheeks.
>While her breasts were already large, Sandra disliked bras so much in her life that she never wore them, which resulted in them having more sag than was appropriate for a woman in her 20s. Over night, however, they lifted up and stayed perky on her chest.
>Callie's wardrobe no longer fit her newly curvaceous frame. Everything rode up high and regular t-shirts became belly shirts, shorts became almost thongs, and yoga pants ripped every time she bent over, revealing her white and red polka dot bloomers.
>Since she already wore baggy clothes, Sandra was able to keep her wardrobe for much longer, though they seemed to be getting smaller on her too.
>At the store, Callie disliked everything she usually went for. Now she was picking out far more revealing clothes, that were brightly colored.
>With her clothes still able to fit her, Sandra was able to go to her friend's kid's birthday party. She found herself unable to pay attention to the adults, and kept watching the party.
>One child came up to her and asked if she was a clown, given her make up. Sandra immediately agreed. The kid asked if she could do balloon animals. Sandra immediately agreed.
>From a pocket that was previously empty, Sandra was able to pull out balloon after balloon. The moment she put the end of the balloon in her mouth, she moaned quietly to herself.

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>>7249552

>Behind closed, plump, green lips, Sandra treated the open end of the balloon like a lover's nipple. Swirling her tongue against it, nibbling softly, and eventually blowing into it to give the rubber the shape.
>She was a natural, able to make any animal the kid's asked for.
>The parents were confused, but impressed, by Sandra's talents.
>As soon as she turned the game into seeing how far she could fit snaked-shaped balloon down her throat before it popped, the parents firmly told her to leave.
>Callie was having her own issues with friends. At dinner, the group heard the story about how one friend's brother had died. He was late for work, and needed desperately to catch a cab. He ran out into the middle of the road and got slammed into by a taxi.
>To which Callie said, "Guess he should have worn a glove if he wanted to catch it." After her boisterous laughing died down, she could hear her friends yelling at her to leave.
>Neither clown-like woman needed their friends anyway. They were plenty happy staying home, and finding new ways to use balloons to pleasure themselves. Their favorites were shoving a long balloon up their snatches and seeing who could get the furthest before popping (which always made them cum instantly), and squeezing a horn's rubber end with their ass cheeks, seeing who could get the most honks before it fell to the ground.
>Food didn't taste the same either. All they wanted to eat now was carnival food. One day they went out to get a funnel cake from a cart. They amassed quite a crowed when they started sucking powdered sugar off of each other's fingers, and licking their lips with loud moans.
>Their favorite was banana cream pie. However, they would only eat it after it had been thrown at their faces. Same went for drinking seltzer. It had to be sprayed upon their bodies, trying to catch as much of it in their mouth before gulping it all down.

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>>7249701

>Though they were enjoying themselves immensely, even with the friendship bridges burned, they ran into a problem concerning money.
>Callie lost her job at the yoga studio she taught at when she turned every position into an excuse to turn it into a tumbling act, or squeezing her student's butts and making honking sounds.
>Sandra lost her job at the hospital, as a nurse, because she kept trying to Patch Adams all the patients. But mostly it was because she was caught letting a patient use her cleavage as a bowl for his jello. She explained it was the only way she could get him to eat, but they didn't want to listen to reason.
>They only really became deterred when they found they couldn't pay their rent in laughter and monopoly money.
>The lesbian couple thought long and hard about what to do. Finally, after 7 days of transforming into clowns, they realized there was only one place for a clown to get work. After McDonald's said no, they fell back on the plan of going back to the carnival.
>When they arrived, their attire had greatly changed since the day they arrived one week ago.
>Callie wore a pair of bright pink sneakers, with bulbous ends where her toes were. Her tube socks were normal, white with red striping at the top, except for the fact that they reached up past her knees. Around her hips was a pink skirt, decorated with balloons of various colors. Naturally, it was obscenely short. Whenever she bent over (which was often), everyone could see her white and red heart boy shorts, wedged tightly between her plump and firm cheeks. Her top was a tight pink t-shirt, with a plunging V-neckline, showing off the size of her newly enlarged tits. Over her breasts was a yellow happy face each. Her hair had grown out and turned crayola red, which she wore up in pigtails tied with various ribbons of different colors, long enough to reach down to her shoulders.

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>>7249802

>Sandra was still shorter than Callie, but thanks to her green stiletto heals, with laces that ran up her calves, and her own bulbous end over her toes, she could almost match Callie's height.
>She had managed to save a pair of short denim shorts during the clothes upheaval. However, they were still a bit loose on her now slimmer, but still curvy, shape. So to fix that, she wore a pair of suspenders. They set them too short however, and the straps caused the shorts to ride up against her crotch as ass, just hinting at the chance that either would peek out if she moved her body just the right way.
>Unlike Callie, her breasts were completely covered by the simple green tube top she wore. It was so small, however, that all it did was cover up her huge tits, nothing else. The straps of the suspenders were also pushing against their shape, causing them to squeeze out on either size, illustrating their plush and natural state to onlookers.
>She managed to save her jacket, but with some alterations. The hem now only reached half way down her back. The patches were now pairs of plump women's lips in smiling position, tongues licking candy, and other innocent yet lewd shapes. The color had gone from dark green to bright, matching the shade of lipstick she wore on her pouty and kissable lips.
>Pink and green arm sleeves peeked out from behind her rolled up jacket sleeves, and ended at her blue, fingerless, gloves.
>Sandra's hair had become bright blue, curly, and full of volume. A pink cabby's hat sat nestled at the top of the nest of hair.
>The skin of both women was pure white now. The only make up their wore was brightly colored eyeshadow, lipstick, and bright red lipstick kisses on one cheek, each.
>Though their destination was Hilarity's tent, they were constantly distracted by opportunities to put on a show.

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>>7249912

>One act was Sandra giving Callie a supposedly very important pie to hold, while she busied herself with making balloon animals for the kids.
>Callie kept finding ways for the pie to slip her grasp, just barely catching it before it hit the ground. Each time she did, she bent over at the waist, showing one half the crowed her tempting ass, and the other half her seductive cleavage.
>When Sandra had finished, she turned around just as Callie was. The two women bumped into each other, breast to breast, with a pie splattering in between.
>Sandra stepped back and frowned as Callie gave a regretful smile, her tits covered in pie cream. Both of them shrugged and proceeded to clean off Callie's tits with swipes of their fingers, putting them in the other's mouth to be sucked clean.
>One patron, so aroused he forgot his manners, approached Callie, and proposed he and her go around back and have some fun of their own.
>Callie nibbled on her plump lower lip, beckoning the man to her. As he sucked on her neck and palmed one of her massive globes, Callie moaned deep in her throat.
>Suddenly the man felt something push against his leg. When he looked down, he could see Callie's skirt began to rise steadily.
>After spitting several times on the ground, he exclaimed that he knew it was too good to be true, and ran off.
>Callie looked confused, reaching under her skirt and pulling free a blown up long balloon. With a pout, she put the balloon away the only place she had space - between her jugs.
>She pressed down and down, twisting it deeper into her valley, causing her tits to bounce constantly as she did. Finally it was in there, and after a sigh of relief, a muffled pop could be heard. Shoulder slumped, she carried on away from the gathered crowd and followed Sandra toward the tent.
>When they entered, Hilarity was already waiting for them, clapping her hands, with her hip cocked to one side.

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>>7249972

>The women immediately fell onto their knees at Hilarity's feet, begging for a chance to work with her. Their tears caused their makeup to run, and they had to snort snot back up into their red ball noses. Callie tore at her top in an overly dramatic display of desperation. Sandra pulled out a wallet to open, showing that all that was in there was a moth. Then the moth came back and took her wallet with him.
>Hilarity patted both of them on the head and agreed to let them work with her in the show.
>The moment they stood back up, happy, their clothes and makeup were back in their pristine condition.
>They were to start at the next show that day. Hilarity stood in the center and introduced them individually. Callie was the first to be called out, under the name Funbags.
>Funbags came prancing out with two bags hanging from her arms. She would reach into one after the other, to grab toys and candy to be thrown into the crowd.
>Sandra was introduced as Honkers. She rode out in a tiny child's car, honking on the horn as she drove. When she stopped, she found her hips too big to get out of the seat, and Hilarity and Funbags had to help her out.
>Their act continued innocently enough. But as soon as Honkers soaked Funbags's shirt with her seltzer bottle, things began to get more lewd.
>In all culminated in a final act between Funbags and Honkers.
>Honkers mimed that she was entering an elevator.
>After a floor, Funbags entered in too. Honkers gave her a once over, whistling loud. Then, sprouting form inside her pants, a balloon acting as her cock began to inch its way out of the right leg of her shorts.
>Honkers scrambled to cover up. They both mimed that the elevator stopped abruptly, causing the car to shake. This sent Funbags back into Honkers, her skirt flipping up and her ass grinding against the balloon crotch.
>Half the crowd had become irate, and the other very aroused, but the show continued despite the former.

(cont.)

Are you guys mostly lewd writing or are you going for a more creative route?

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>>7250043

>Funbags gave a shocked face, pursing her lips into an O-shape at the crowed, but she soon started to smile wickedly. She turned, causing her breasts to collide with Honkers'. After giving them a good honk, which actually produced the noise of the same name, and kissing her on her red nose, Funbags dragged herself down her body, sliding her tits against her along the way.
>Honkers went crosseyed and when Funbags got on her knees, zipped open her shorts, and began to fish out the green balloon cock.
>As soon as the makeshift dick was freed, it sprung out of the fabric and slapped Funbags in the face. She grimmaced, and Honkers shyly smiled, but it was only a minor stop before Funbags because to lick the air-filled shaft up and down.
>Now people were starting to leave their seats, to find someone to complain to, though most stayed behind.
>Funbags took more and more of the balloon into her mouth and down her throat, bobbing her head. As soon as her nose beeped against Honkers, when she pulled back, the balloon was gone, and Funbags gave a gulp and a gasp.
>Honkers looked disappointed, but then Funbags had an idea. Reaching into her cleavage, she pulled out the same long balloon she had stashed in there earlier.
>The smile returned to Honker's green lips when the balloon was planted back onto her body, somehow adhering to it.
>Though many found the act offensive, those that stayed had to admit it was impressive how Funbags was able to mime having her breasts pressed up against the wall of the invisible elevator.
>Honkers slid her fake cock up and down between Funbags's cheeks. When her panties came down around her knees, she shoved the balloon's head into the snatch without further delay.
>Boos mixed with cheers, the latter winning out as the former left in droves.
>After several spanks and a lot of pumping and moaning, Honkers pulled out and mimed that she was cumming. A shower of confetti showered from the balloon onto Funbag's back and ass.

(cont.)

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>>7250114

>They were so lost in the afterglow that they didn't see Hilarity step in front of the elevator doors, and then gasp when they supposedly opened.
>What she walked in on was Funbags giving Honker's a tit job. Startled, Honkers pulled out, but the pleasure was apparently already too late, and this time instead of confetti, she shot a load of pie frosting all over Hilarity's face and chest.
>When she looked obviously unhappy, the new clowns made a run for it around the ring, to the sound of Benny Hill.
>They slipped on the makeshift cum, ran behind walls only to come out the other side with the girls chasing Hilarity, and bouncing all throughout the finale of the act.
>When Hilarity finally caught them by the ears, she tapped her foot and demanded an explanation.
>They both were silent, until Funbags burped, which caused the green balloon cock she had swallowed to shoot out of her mouth, punctured and flying through the air. Then the spot light faded, and the women left.
>By the time the police arrived the next day to shut down the carnival after a mass of complaints, they found that it had already packed up and left.
>So off the trio went, onto the next town to offend, delight, confuse, and arouse.

(end.)

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>>7250153

This has been my first attempt at writing clown-transformation fetish, so I hope I was able to get it mostly right. I wasn't sure how sexual to make it, but clearly I sided with the idea of making it -very- sexual. I hope that was the right choice.

Either way, I really found myself enjoying writing this. Finding ways in which their lives change and how they adapt, what changes they go through, and especially how to mix a clown act with a sex act.

Dunno what thread you got the request from, >>7248414, so feel free to share this pastebin of the story: http://pastebin.com/tPfmBxet I hope they enjoy it. It'd also would be awesome if you included my profile links, (found here: >>7246660 ) when you do. If for nothing else than I plan to turn the greentext into a full narrative; so just in case they're interested on seeing that. Might be broken up into several chapters, haven't decided.

>>7248414
>>7248930

No promises I can knock it out tomorrow, since I've been neglecting another request someone sent me. But I will do my best, and if the thread dies it will be in the next one. If you think of any more details you want included, let me know.

>>7250228

No, wait, think I found the thread the request originated from. I'll send them a pastebin link. If I'm thinking of the wrong thread, the offer still stands that you can share it freely.

>>7250083

I like to think I do a little of both. Smut, but in creative and new ways. But at the end of the day, it's pure lewd.

>>7240183
I can totally use this character, and in spirit of her origins I'll make her the sexual menace she's made out to be. What role would you see her in in a corporate dystopia?
>>7239826
Anyone crits for this? I realize it's not much, but if you could suggest what it's "missing", I'll definitely add it in.

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>>7250228
Well mate while I don't have the time to read your story right now, here's a screencap for more eye-catching sharing on the chanss.

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>>7250153
OR here
Thank you, anon. I'm certain /d/ is gonna like this, we've only got a handful of stories, but I know for sure they're gonna love this.

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>>7250541

Ms. Cross (as she prefers to go by) is power hungry and manipulative, but that doesn't mean she's always clawing her way to the very top of a ladder. If there is someone in a position above her, she'll gladly stay where she is if she feels she can manipulate said person to do that the job how she would. She's not in it for the notoriety, just the control.

I'll also note that the succubi in my fiction don't drain people of their energy for food. Their primary sources of nourishment comes from two things: sex and corruption.

Sex with a succubus or incubus is amazing, but not soul draining. What usually happens, (especially with newer demons who can't full control of their desires), is sex progresses well past their partner's stamina threshold. Their partner ends up dying of dehydration, exhaustion, or internal damage from the rough play. All the while, the demon drinks up as much cum as they can.

As for corruption, these demons relish in the opportunity to turn a pure soul into a corrupt one. So while Cross can control herself very well most of the time, if she senses someone with a pure and selfless spirit, she can't help but pounce. The path to full corruption takes more than just one session, though. She'll manipulate them to burn every positive bridge they have, all in the name of being fucked by her more and more, until they're considered a perverted degenerate of society. At which point she becomes bored and leaves (unless they provide her with very delicious cum and sex-sweat, then she might just keep them locked up in her home, to be used as an occasional snack).

There's more lore about these kinds of demons, their powers (whatever the spell, it creates a purple flame on her palm), how they come to be, where they're from, how that location operates as an afterlife, and the polar opposite afterlife reserved for those who pursued pleasures of the spirit, mind, and heart in life. But I'm sure what I've provided is more than enough. I ramble.

>>7248930
>>7250228
beauty guy. Sounds good. I can wait if needed.
>If you think of any more details you want included, let me know.
Well, I could always add more kinks, other than a big, juicy, jiggly booty for groping and smacking.
Calem could bury his face in her ass if she's lying down, motorboating and eating out her pussy and asshole.
In terms of virginity, I could imagine the Beauty Trainer never doing anal before, but I like rough buttfucks, so take that as what you will
Otherwise stuff her butt full of cum and make her a hot mess.

Hope this helps a bit.

>>7251239

Looks very clean, thank you!

>>7251365

I'm glad to have done my part to end the clown-transformation-story drought.

>>7251932

Definitely helps. Can't promise I'll fit all of that in there, but since it's an ass-focused story, I'll do my best to accomplish it.

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>>7254069
bumperino

if you want to live, you must survive, writethread

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>Spend all morning working on a story
>Post it on various sites after a proofread
>Wait over a day
>No comments whatsoever

Why fucking bother.

>>7263878
Which one's that then?

>>7263920
Probably this. >>7236637

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Requesting something from a feral Mimikyu's point of view about it trying to gain affection by offering itself up to any Pokemon or Human in the vicinity.

>> a bit like pic related but with a more monstrous and even more desperate Mimikyu

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>>7248414

(don't have any XY beauty art, so I'll rely on using gorgeous ass pics)

>Both Calem and Aimee had been thinking about since their first, but hopefully not last, day together.
>Aimee, the beautiful Lumoise City native in her sexual prime, had been infected with a lust for having her ass played with, worshiped, and abused. When she thought of one of the hunky, older, trainers she knew doing it to her, it just wasn't the same as with Calem.
>His hands, shaking with nerves, exploring her backside as she helped him progress through his sexual maturity. That's what she wanted.
>Calem, the young trainer with dreams of becoming the Pokemon Champion, also couldn't get Aimee out of his head. For the first time in his life, he was thinking about something other than Pokemon.
>But he was committed to becoming the champion, and had already taken so long to get this far, and couldn't back out now.
>However, as they say in Kalos, all roads lead to Lumoise, so before long, he found himself in the bustling city of art and fine cuisine.
>Since they had parted, Aimee had waited in the same area she had battled with Calem, hoping he'd return.
>Just as she was beginning to give up hope, he returned.
>Both looked as surprised to see each other, and both had to hide their excitement. Aimee wasn't sure what she was going to do with her feelings, and Calem barely understood what his feelings meant.
>Calem approached the beauty sitting on a bench, trying to figure out the coolest way to say hello.
>Before he could decide, Aimee had already made up her mind. She sat up with joy on her face, and bent down (at the waist of course), to give him a kiss on either cheek.
>This gave Calem a nice few down her tank top, showing off her bountiful, swinging, braless, breasts. And it gave anyone standing behind her a good look at her fabulous ass confined in her snug designer jeans.
>"Ah, Calem!" she greeted him with her Lumoise accent. "It is good to see you again!"

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>The inexperienced (at least outside of Pokemon battling) trainer blushed at her sudden and quick kisses to his cheeks.
>He blushed and forgot his words when he got a peak down her top.
>She stood back up, curving her back to thrust out her chest. "Come, Calem," she said, "sit with me."
>Aimee turned to see her spot on the bench, then back around to sit.
>He loved the sound of his name on her voice, and was momentarily dazed when he saw her plump and juicy ass, though clothed, again.
>Still, he felt it best to sit on the left side of the bench, while she sat on the far right.
>Aimee rolled her big green eyes and smiled, then scooted her way across the bench to sit next to him. She delighted in the way the bench's small hills and valley rubbed against her tush.
>The beauty draped an arm across the bench, behind Calem. After crossing her legs, thick thigh on the other, she turned her body slightly so she was facing him, staring down at him with her emeralds, then resting a hand on her raised hip.
>"So, my young trainer," she started, purring the words out. "What adventures have you been on since our last meeting?"
>With the topic moved from to the topic of Pokemon, Calem forgot all his awkwardness and sat up at attention, bright eyed and bushy tailed.
>He went on about the gym leaders he had defeated, and the evil crime organizations he had encountered and fought.
>Aimee wasn't sure what he was saying, because in all honesty, his words became harder and harder to focus on, as her thoughts grew more lewd.
>"Tres bien!" she said when he finished talking. "It sounds like you have done much, my Calem." He gave a proud nod at the compliment to his bravery and skill. "Come, I must treat you to a fine meal, to reward you for all the progress you've made.
>Calem had no time to respond before she stood up and pulled him to his feet.
>Aimee looked up the directions on her holo caster, and led the way to the destination.

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>>7266680

>After only a few steps, the lusty beauty "accidentally" dropped her holo caster. Immediately, she bent down (again at the waist) to fetch it.
>As she has hoped for, Calem had been following so close he didn't have time to stop himself before he bumped right into her ass.
>Not only that, but Calem instinctively tried to brace himself and put out his hands, which were now planted right on the older woman's juicy pear.
>The fact that he let his hands linger a few seconds longer than he needed, gave Aimee all the ammunition she needed to continue on with her plan.
>"Oh, Calem!" she said, pretending to be offended.
>"N-no! I didn't mean, I swear I didn't to-" he stammered, but was cut off by the woman's forgiveness.
>"Tut tut, my sweet Calem, it was no bother," she reassured. She pinched her fingers at his chin lightly to lift up his face to meet hers, and added, "Such a naughty boy you are!" and ended with a youthful and playful laugh to show she wasn't mad.
>Calem gulped when she resumed her walk. There was no way he could ignore her butt now. It was so large, and it felt so wonderful. He had forgotten since the first time he had cupped her rear.
>Her wide hips swayed rhythmically, which caused her considerable ass to move with a mix of sophistication and seduction.
>As if she needed any confirmation, as they passed by a store window, Aimee caught their reflection, and could see where Calem's eyes had wandered.
>"This way, Calem," she turned around to say, standing before the mouth of an alley. "This way is a shortway, yes? Come, trust me." She reassured him and then pulled him into the dark alley, away from prying eyes.
>Half way through the alleyway, Aimee turned to face Calem, not missing a step as she walked backwards down the same direction. Before she could speak her mind, she found herself tripping over a can and falling back onto the pavement.
>The heroic soul he was, Calem rushed to her and helped her up, asking if she was okay.

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>>7266800

>In truth, this had not been part of her plan, and really was an accident. As Aimee stood, she reached back to rub her sore bottom, and that's when she decided to improvise.
>"Thank you, Calem, my hero!" she exclaimed, than bent down to give him a kiss on the cheek, this time closer to his lips than before.
>When she stood, she peered back over her shoulder to see the "damage."
>"Oh no!" she said with a pout and tone of dismay.
>"What is it?" Calem asked, genuinely concerned.
>With a smirk hidden from view, Aimee turned herself around and jutted out her bum a bit. "My pants, Calem! They are filthy!"
>This was as good an excuse as any for the trainer to look directly at her work-of-art-ass. Sure enough, it was covered in dirt and gravel.
>"Please, Calem, dust it off for me."
>True there was no reason she shouldn't do it herself, but neither of them argued that point.
>With an audible gulp and unsure hands, Calem reached forward and began to lightly dust off the filth from her backside.
>"Non non," she corrected. "These pants are tres expensive. Many small fibers, Calem. You must really whack to get it all," she cleared up, putting the emphasis on whack by slapping her own ass once.
>With an even shakier hand, Calem proceeded to spank Aimee's plump derriere, all under the pretense of cleaning off her pants. His strikes became harder and more confident as he was finding he enjoyed the activity.
>Aimee, meanwhile, leaned her body forward and planted her hands on her thighs, thrusting her ass back so he has more room to work with. Eyelids became heavy, and she bit into her lower lip, making it even plumper.
>Just as she was about to reach up and pinch her hardening nipples, the feeling and sound of her ass being smacked around arousing her greatly, he stopped.
>She half turned around to see Calem, and asked, "Calem, why do you stop?"
>"Well, it's cleaned off now," he explained truthfully.
>Peering over her shoulder, she could see the job was sadly done.

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>>7266869

>She could not help but pout at the job well done, and could not think of another excuse to have him resume spanking her. She had no choice but to lead him back down the path her holo caster mapped out for them.
>Calem, meanwhile, had no choice but to watch her freshly spanked and cleaned ass bounce in front of him. Even confined in her tight shorts, her butt managed to bounce and jiggle slightly as she walked.
>After she had concocted another plan, Aimee took Calem down another alleyway. Once again, under the promise of a shorter walk to the restaurant. Of course Calem didn't want the journey to end sooner rather than later, but she was so forward and fast moving he didn't have time to protest.
>Once more, half way down the alley, Aimee found a reason to stop.
>"Aiee!" she yelped, and immediately clutched at her backside.
>"What? What is it?" Calem asked, trying to figure out the source of her supposed pain.
>"I have been stung, Calem! Right on my bottom!" she lied.
>Calem had many doubts about that. For one, he had been looking at her ass the entire time, and he didn't see so much as a fleck of dust pass between his eyes and her bum.
>So, foolishly, he actually debated her on it. "I...I didn't see any bug pokemon," he said truthfully.
>She hadn't expected him to question her, he was so willing to play along before. But strong desires can make a person more resourceful and quick thinking, and Aimee definitely had strong desires.
>"It was a Ninjask!" she exclaimed. "They are very fast, oui?" As a pokemon trainer, he must know that Ninjasks were known for their unmatched speed. She just hoped he didn't know more than her and could come up with some other reason to doubt her.
>He still doubted her. But he was hoping this would lead to another excuse to touch her bum. He felt bad taking advantage of her, though.
>She felt bad about taking advantage of him, though she couldn't deny how much she loved it all.
>"Please, Calem, massage the pain away."

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>>7267073

>Naturally, he asked for clarification.
>"My bum," she started to explain, "it hurts so bad. Please, I need you to massage it so it won't hurt so bad, anymore." She made sure to sound extra pathetic and needy to increase her chances of getting his altruistic side to come out.
>Calem's mouth went dry, and Aimee positioned herself up against the wall. Her chest pressed to the rough bricks, and her hands bracing against it while she pushed out her big ass for him to massage. When she looked over her shoulder at him, with pleading eyes, he could no longer refuse.
>As before, he started off slow, building his confidence. The more pleased sounds she made, the harder he squeezed and pushed. It felt amazing. So soft, yet firm enough to resist his massage. He had to put in a lot of effort to really get a handful her ass flesh.
>She had gotten exactly what she wanted, he was playing AND worshiping her backside. She was in heaven at that moment, and her moans became more lewd. She would have tried to control herself if she wasn't so lost in the pleasure.
>Calem sucked in his lips as he began to grow sore in his arms. Without thinking, he spoke aloud, "These jeans are making it harder." He had no idea the door he had opened.
>A mind clouded with lust, Aimee spoke her mind as well, replying with, "Then let me help you."
>The masseuse pulled his hands back when he saw hers drop down. Thumbs hooked into the hem and started to pull down. He could see her exert some effort to get the fabric over her huge butt. She stopped it just after her bum was free. The jeans ending just below her cheeks, and lifting them up because of it.
>Calem fell out of his lust when he saw the rapid escalation of events. Yet, he found his way back into his lewd mind when seeing the unblemished splendor Aimee's rump. He watched as she hypnotized him with the sway and twist of her hips, causing her cheeks to rise and fall, rubbing up against each other, over and over.

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>He studied her red, tongas-cut, panties. The way it divided her cheeks, disappearing into her crack. The erotic shape it help to reinforce.
>Aimee gave her own bum a few good squeezes and pulls, reminding him of his duty and then planting her hands back on the wall.
>Calem wasted no further time and planted his palms back onto her. He started at the bottom curves of her cheeks, and pushed upward, causing her butt to become even perkier. Hands continued to slowly slide up her rump, with thumbs tantalizing close to her crack.
>The beauty was losing herself in the pleasure, releasing her bottom lip from her teeth only to moan and say, "Please Calem, more, harder. I need you." Without thinking, she braced her left forearm against the wall, above her head. Her right hand dipped down in front of her and slipped its fingers into her panties, where she could massage her erect clit.
>And so the trainer continued, and found himself to be quite a natural. Palms pressed into the flesh and made concentric circles. Fingertips drummed against the firm cheeks. All of it eliciting great responses from Aimee.
>Calem wasn't sure if he had done something wrong when she started shaking through her legs, and letting out a throaty, shuddering, cry.
>After she came, Aimee sighed happily and then pulled her pants back up over her freshly squeezed backside.
>When she turned around, Aimee was smiling, even with her index and middle fingers in her mouth. She pulled them out with a wet pop, and simply said, "Thank you, Calem. I feel much better. Come, I still owe you that dinner."
>He wasn't quite sure how to continue, what to do next, so he just continued to follow her wherever she went.
>After all the fake shortcuts, Aimee had actually gotten lost. When she pulled out the holo caster, it turned out she had actually broken it when she dropped it. Or perhaps when she fell down earlier. She lightly bit the corner of her bottom lip, then chose a random direction to travel.

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>>7267293

>The sun was starting to set, and Aimee was actually starting to get worried. However, she didn't want to admit to Calem that she had gotten them lost due to picking random alleyways to get herself molested in.
>"Um, oh dear," she said to Calem as she looked around. "I'm afraid I've...I mean the holo caster has gotten us lost. It must be dysfunctional," she half lied. "Perhaps I should call us a cab, it's starting to get dark."
>Calem's attention refocused on her when he heard the day might be ending. He couldn't let that happen. And while he wouldn't be proud of what he wanted to do, he honestly was too horny to ignore the plan.
>"You're right," he confirmed. "Plus, this is not a great area of the city, I've been through here before. A lot of mean trainers."
>As Aimee looked around nervously, Calem looked around searchingly. When he spotted it, he grabbed Aimee's hand and began to lead her, now. "Come on! I know where we can safely get out of here."
>For the third time that day, the two entered an alleyway, though it was the first time that it was because of Calem's desires. He looked around the alleyway, trying to think of an excuse to further progress things. Then, as if by serendipity, he came up with a brilliant excuse.
>"Aimee," he said, grabbing her attention. "There are a lot of thieves out here at night, and you are wearing very nice clothes. I think...I think it would be best if you took them off. So they don't try to steal them off of you."
>Okay, so it wasn't brilliant. It was downright moronic, but he was young and horny, it was the best he could do. Thankfully for him, Aimee was also very horny, and when she heard the proposition, she lost sight of why she was nervous.
>On any other person, his line would not have worked. In fact it would have had the opposite effect. But on Aimee, the lusty older woman who now wanted her ass to be abused by the trainer, it worked perfectly.

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>"Oh my brave, wise, Calem. You are so wise," she said, surprising the trainer who had just come to the conclusion that what he had said was downright moronic. Before another word could be buttered, Aimee crossed her arms and grabbed at the hem of her belly-baring tank top.
>In one fluid motion, Calem was treated to the first pair of breasts he had ever seen, and he couldn't have picked a better pair. Large, but not overly so; a perfectly abundant amount. Her age and dislike of bras caused a bit more sag to her breasts, but they still looked divine.
>Aimee blushed at his admiring gaze. Next she turned around, and pulled down her jeans. It took some effort to pull them off past her heels, but she wasn't going to stand barefoot in an alleyway, no matter how horny she was. She was now standing before Calem, almost completely naked, and soaking up his stunned, hungry, and traveling eyes.
>Clearly, Calem had no idea what to do next. He was hoping he could come up with the step after she got undressed, but the sight he was treated with sealed away several IQ points that kept him from thinking further than the next second. Thankfully, Aimee was there to guide him.
>Coming up with another lie, Aimee gasps, startling Calem for a second, and whispered in a panicked tone, "I hear people coming! Quick, against the wall!" Not letting him do otherwise, the aggressive woman pushed the trainer up against the wall, his back roughly meeting with the bricks behind him. Next, she turned her back to him and pressed herself up against him.
>"We must seem flat," she explained. "So they do not see us." To make sure she was as flat as possible, she rubbed her ass even more against Calem as she backed up a few centimeters more into him.
>Perhaps it was her accent affecting her word choice, but nothing she said then made sense. Of course, he couldn't make sense of anything, so he stood there, between a wall and a curvaceous older woman.

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>>7267415

>Although he had been fighting it since she first kissed him on the cheek, and took all his willpower to cause it to go back down during the massage, Calem could no longer resist getting an erection. Aimee's plump and mesmerizing ass was grinding slowly back against him, pressing into his crotch, hips, and lower abdomen. He peered down between them, catching a glimpse of her butt pressing against him, flaring out to the sides from the pressure.
>After enough seconds had passed for her to admit she was wrong, Aimee let Calem go, saying that she must have been mistaken when she heard someone coming. Upon turning around, there was no missing the flattering bulge straining to get out of his pants.
>Aimee put a hand to her mouth as she gasped, and then smiled wickedly. "Calem, you naughty boy. Is that because of me?" She pointed directly down to his erection, alarming the trainer. "Tsk tsk tsk, we mustn't have you walking the streets with something so obscene. It must be taken care of."
>Calem was starting to get wise to her methods, and so he replied with, "Maybe you can help?" It wasn't overflowing with confidence, but there was much more than he thought he had in him.
>"But of course, of course. It is, after all, my fault, is it not?" Calem nodded. "First, let's prepare you."
>The oh so lucky trainer wasn't sure what she meant by "prepare," but the preparation was starting to look like the endgame he had planned.
>Aimee had brought herself down to her knees, delighting in the rough surface of the pavement scuffing up her skin. With nimble fingers, she did away with Calem's belt, and pulled his pants down his ankles. With lust in her eyes, she never brought eye contact with Calem, as she started to lick his shaft up and down, kissing periodically, and massaging the base with her thumb and index finger.

(cont.)

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>>7267473

>Her hair bun began to bounce as she started to bob her head up and down on Calem's cock. With each advance forward, she took in a little bit more than last time. He wasn't tremendously large, but he felt long and thick enough to get her off. If not, he always had those skillful hands she had so enjoyed.
>He was starting to see stars, which he hated because it obscured his view of Aimee's beautiful face. He stared down her back, to her thrust-back ass, and the underwear that was still covering her most intimate of areas. He hoped that all this "preparation" was for going all the way, so to speak.
>Having sucked a few cocks in her day, Aimee could tell the signs of an imminent spurt on Calem's face. Not to mention that he was so inexperienced that he broadcasted them even louder than some bachelor playboy.
>Before he could explode down her slender throat, filling her belly with warm, delicious, semen, she squeezed the base of his dick hard, formed a tight suction with her mouth, and pulled back. The head left her lips with a loud pop, alerting Calem that she no longer had him in her mouth. As if the cool breeze hitting his wet dick wasn't evidence enough.
>Delighting in his disappointed and frustrated face, Aimee giggled and stood back up. Putting a finger to his mouth, she silenced his protests before turning around. Standing a little further away, Aimee began to peel her panties down her long legs. The crotch clung to her damp pussy lips for a brief moment before falling.
>Calem was hit in the chest by the underwear when she kicked them off her foot. He just barely managed to catch them. He stood, frozen, close to popping, as Aimee turned around and slid his cock between her fat, luscious, jiggly cheeks.
>Bending at the knees and rising back up, Aimee rubbed her ass against Calem's proud member. She reached back to squeeze her cheeks, putting more pressure on the fine young dick. His pained groaning told her she was doing well.

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>After the blowjob, and now this buttjob, Calem was dangerously close to spilling his load, but he wanted more. Lust having taken over his mind, he acted on instinct and passion alone. Both hands clasped against her butt, giving him something to anchor onto as he did his best to thrust up against the valley between her ass cheeks.
>Aimee squealed with delight, getting wetter and wetter as his dick rubbed vigorously against her asshole, and his balls swung forward to slap against her dripping pussy.
>Calem dug his fingers into the abundant flesh, and gave one final thrust of his hips. Rope after rope of thick, youthful, cum shot out and splashed against her back and, most prominently, across the wide canvas of her ass. Afterward, he fell back against the wall, panting.
>The beauty shuddered and moaned to herself when she reached back to feel the cum slowly sliding down her cheeks, rolling over her fingers. Not wanting it to leave her, she started to massage the batter against her flesh, working it into her skin and smoothing it out across her entire butt. The job finished, she gave one final wet sounding slap to her ass.
>But Calem was young, virile, and full of energy. It didn't take him long to catch is breath and stand back up at attention, his dick still hard and ready to please. "Aimee, go...I mean I think that...something...Pokemon..." he stumbled through his excuse, finally giving up and just saying, "Go over there. On your hands and knees." Why bother with the excuses when he had come this far, he figured.
>Aimee became flush from excitement at hearing him be so commanding. Though she loved to take charge, she loved, even more, to have that power taken away from her. She gave only a curt nod and did as instructed, getting on her hands and knees, facing the far wall.
>When Calem walked forward, he was presented with two paths. The pussy, or the asshole. He chose the road less traveled.

(cont.)

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>He hadn't expected it to be so hard to push into the hole between her cheeks. He almost became discouraged when he thought that maybe it wasn't a hole made for sex, that he had chosen wrong. Aimee proved otherwise.
>"No, Calem, don't stop," she pleaded, her voice heavy with desire and hunger. "Keep going, push harder."
>"Maybe I should..get it wet? Something like that? Make it easier to push in..." he theorized aloud.
>"Non!" she refused. "Better this way. I want it -rough-, I want it to hurt. Please."
>Since she had asked so nicely, how could he refuse? It definitely took some doing. He had to steady her hips by grabbing onto them, and then pulling back to help slide his cock into her.
>Drool trickled from the corner of her lips as her asshole was entered for the first time. She had always fantasized about anal, but none of the Lumoise men were interested. It was too "dirty," and "foul" they would say. She cursed those sissy, frail, refined fancy-men.
>Once he had stretched the hole out enough to accommodate his size and tempo, he was able to start really fucking Aimee. He always tried to go in all the way, so he could hear and feel the slap of her ass against him. When he just couldn't manage, he would give her ass a firm and decisive spank. Judging by her noises, she was fine with either option.
>Aimee had no choice but to lower her chest to the ground, her tits pressing into the gritty ground, stimulating her nipples. She needed a hand that was keeping her up to reach between her legs and start fingering her drooling cunt. It didn't take her long at all to climax.
>As soon as she did, that quake that ran through her body passed through her and to Calem. The added vibrations caused him to cum as well. This load took longer to fully finish than the last one, truly filling Aimee up with his thick and ropey cum.
>When he pulled out, Aimee's knees grew weak, but she kept her ass held up high. "Put my panties on me, Calem," she weakly requested.

(cont.)

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>>7267728

>Calem thought the offer strange, but then again this was his first time having sex. Perhaps this was all standard. So he brought her panties over, and began working her legs through the holes in the garment, and sliding it up past her knees, along her thighs that stretched it to its limit, and finally up over the generous swell of her red, sweaty, and cum-covered ass.
>Once she felt the panties completely cover her asshole, she reached back and massaged it through the soft fabric. "I don't want a single drop falling out of me," she explained. After some rest and recovery, both pokemon trainers got dressed and smiled shyly at each other.
>"Well," Aimee said, "Looks like you beat me again, my dear Calem," she said, in reference to the poke battle they had that introduced them to each other.
>Calem looked away and laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "If I did, it was just barely. You were something else."
>"Tsk, awww," Aimee said with genuine delight for his statement. "Aren't you sweet?" She rewarded said sweetness with a several-second-long kiss to his lips. Closed mouth. "Now, we still have the problem of finding our way out of this place."
>"Oh, don't worry," Calem reassured. "I have a holo caster right here. I can pull up some directions."
>Aimee couldn't help but giggle at the fact that Calem intentionally kept them lost, just to fuck her.
>And so Calem led them back out of the "dangerous neighborhood." And, if Calem happened to spot another shortcut down an alleyway, neither of them would say it was a bad idea.

(end.)

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>>7267802

I really should stop being surprised when these stories end up longer than I intended, but this one was definitely the longest, by 2-3 posts. So with that in mind, I hope you enjoy it, >>7248414, and same goes for anyone else who decides to read through it.

You can find the full collected text at this pastebin:

http://pastebin.com/Bz72KFcQ

buump

eh

>>7267892
OR. You are officially a nut buster. Woke up and the story made me bust my morning wood and 2 other times. The details you put into the beauty's ass, hugged with jeans and without are divine to say the least, with the texture of the groping and spanking details lovely. The excuses are cheap and gave me a good chuckle too along with the smut while giving the subtly lewd duo some good synergy.

I do think the Beauty could react a lot more to the dick going in her ass for the first time though (insertion), y'know, teeth clenching, rather loud O's, that kind of thing.

But otherwise this is a pretty amazing greentext. Thank you so much!

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How about some huge assed dragon stories?

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>>7270300

Super pleased you enjoyed it! I'm prefer breasts, myself, so I often do the more description into those than asses. I'm glad I was able to do the booty justice.

>I do think the Beauty could react a lot more to the dick going in her ass for the first time though (insertion), y'know, teeth clenching, rather loud O's, that kind of thing.

You are probably right...In fact I know you are. As the climax of the whole story, it should have been more thoroughly describe. However, as all these greentext stories will be converted into narratives for my HF profile, that is definitely something I can change.

>>7270424
>shadshit

>>7270429
In the past, I would have agreed with you. I hated his concept of anatomy, and much of his work just made me uncomfortable. But credit where credit is due, he's gotten better. Some of this stuff still unnerves me, but that ratio of good to bad is improving.

>>7270424
Does HF do the block content for nonmembers things like FA? If so, will you also update your Ao3 account with them?
I'll be able to screen cap the story soon too, replacing pictures with XY beauty art.

doing an alien thingy if anyone wants a read, could use some advice/criticism

http://pastebin.com/w68Sg8EB

>>7270556
I assume this story is based off the movie of the same name?

Seems like it is based on a possibility if that survivor of the incident foresaw everything before the landing. Kinda interesting. Don't remember the movie all to well, but interactions seem good to me.

Only thing that sticks out to me is the weird wording in line 167.

>>7270848
The plan is, Weyland-Yutani know the original failed retrieval of a specimen was unsuccessful, but very close. Because the Nostromo's crew was secretly classified as "very important", basically, this means they had computer brain image scans backed up on file with the company database. The Nostromo's crew backups are all dated pre-date of death, but Ripley's most recent backup is after boarding the Sulaco with Hicks and Newt.

Weyland-Yutani use the backups to create perfect recreations of the original crew, implanting them with the brain scan backups who don't know they're androids at all.

But hey, thanks for the input and criticism! Getting Brett and Parker's interactions to feel right was probably the hardest part.

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>>7270491
>>7270424
screencapped for future posting/. Thanks again man!
>However, as all these greentext stories will be converted into narratives for my HF profile, that is definitely something I can change.
Question about this. As the story is technically a sequel to another fic (author has given me permission to request a sequel to be made), will you include the original fic somewhere (link?) when you turn the greentext into a narrative?

>>7270491
I'm certain HF doesn't do that, but I'm always logged in, so could be wrong. I will also updated Ao3 with the stories, though. So if HF is lame like that, Ao3's got your back, because I don't check that box that says, "Invisible to Non-Members."

>>7271306
Either I will post a link to the pastebin, or give a brief summary of what the chapter established, but I'm hoping to do the former, since it gives that author as much credit as I can.

Screencap looks great, and damn am I bad at finding Beauty pictures, it appears.

>>7271462
There were a few beauty threads on /vp/ I posted in, so I got some art there. /v/ drawthreads also have some. But those are just my sources.
Sounds good to me. Seems like you'll have a lot on your plate along with your main project though.

>>7246660
Are you familiar/open to do things from Touhou?

>>7272528
Honestly I know next to nothing about Touhou. I've seen it mentioned in conjunction with a picture of a cute anime lady, and sometimes lolis, so I figured it was a genre of anime and/or manga. And the only anime I'm watching right now is JoJo.

I did do a google search and kept coming up with some bullet hell game. Then I found out they're one in the same. Did not expect that.

I'm not opposed to the idea of writing Touhou, though. My writing style tends to favor very confident and forward women (it's my thing), and I know a lot of anime female characters are quite timid and passive. It's doable, though.

Give me some names of characters you had in mind and/or a plot idea, and I'll see what I can come up with. I won't write any of the loli characters, though.

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>>7272880
ah damn, the idea I had in mind revolved a bit around the lore, which takes a bit long to explain to those not familiar with it.

How about this: I recently replayed Kid Icarus Uprising and Phosphora flirted around with Pit a bit (just calling him cute with Pit's boss reminding him that she is the enemy). I think she might be a fun gal for you to write about. If you need specifics, perhaps she could pounce him on several occasions as he goes up the temple, with Phosphora going with a more hands-on/lewd experience with the angel? Each time more intimate until the final pounce at the hotspring (once Pit is back home after the mission) where they both fuck each other leading to a very...shocking orgasm for both.
Midriffs and bellies are my fetish, but I don't know how it can be written out. She does seem like she's got a good pair of breasts though, so maybe that and a little electricity play can do.

Her stage: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjaKAHF3Zyc

>>7273753
Sorry I couldn't make Touhou work. But Kid Icarus I can probably do better with. Also not super familiar with it, but I'm guessing the lore is much easier to grasp. Phosphora also sounds like my kind of girl, so I'll do some research and see what I can come up with.

And I can totally do something focusing on mid-drifts and bellies, as I also enjoy them greatly. Things like drumming her fingers along her tummy idly while Pit talks about something she doesn't care about. Mentioning how her midsection twists and curves as her hips dance. Detailing any muscles that might appear. Stuff like that.

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>>7273906
the video I attached contains her stage and the majority of her dialog/character, so it should do well with most of your research.
Also, for one of the pounces, do you think she could persuade Pit to touch/squeeze her belly some, to the point where his hands might as well be undressing her short shorts?

>>7274062

>Also, for one of the pounces, do you think she could persuade Pit to touch/squeeze her belly some, to the point where his hands might as well be undressing her short shorts?

Like his hands dip into her short shorts in order to squeeze where she wants him to? I'm sure I can do something like that, sure.

meh

>>7264411
agressive bumping

>>7227128
if you're still there, how goes the story?

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Requesting two splatoon style milfs going on a girls night out and getting drunk, doing some lewd stuff at the bar, then going back home and having sex.

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>>7277098
I started feeling really bad the past few days both mentally and physically, plus I'm not very creative. I'm really sorry, I'll try to do some more today.

>>7273753

How does the communication work in that game? The characters are all able to talk to each other, without being anywhere near each other. Is there an in-game explanation for that, or just something the game does?

>>7280822
They're gods in general, so they do kinda like public telecommunication. Hard to describe

>>7280822
>>7282811
but either way, seems like everyone can use telecommunication to hear what each other say. There are ways to block it I think, but they don't give an explanation as to how.

>>7282811
>>7283005

Sounds good. I'll start work on it tomorrow.

zoop

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So Ava's Demon is finally returning. Wondered if any writers here know it and are interested in fic ideas.

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>>7178112
I think the term is ginjika.
Also I'm surprised you were able to do a good chunk of the requests you got pretty quick. You are a blessing to this thread.

If you don't mind more, can you write one involving this antro misdreavus? For a plot, like her dex entry she likes scaring humans and hearing their screams...until she meets one male trainer (any of your choice) that finds her more sexy than scary, and boy does he let her know. Each failed spook attempt will have him mess around with her take away one of her garments, until he decides to fuck her when she's totally nude. Well, at least this is one way to get him screaming.

I don't mind talking pokemon by the way.

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>>7284706
>ginjika
Yes! Thank you, that's the word I was looking for! I knew it had to exist because I made a list of my favorite ginjika pokemon (from a random assortment of art) years ago.

>If you don't mind more, can you write one involving this antro misdreavus?

I can look into it, sure, but I can't promise anything. If I fail to do something with it by the end of the thread, that's my bad. And just to make sure, you want me to use that picture as a reference point, correct?

>>7286067
Yeah. This pic is the reference. It is probably the hottest misdreavus one I've found. Shortstack perfection

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>>7286103
Alright, sounds good. I'll keep the image and request saved so I have them on hand.

I'm also browsing ginjika/personification (depending on the site) of other Pokemon. Had the sudden idea that the Pokemon world is slightly different. Instead of 11, new trainers leave at the age of 16-18. A young trainer sets out into the world to recruit more of this humanoid pokemon. He finds he lacks a lot of the necessary leadership qualities to convince the wild pokemon to do anything. However, what he can do is fuck them into submission, and his goal is less to create a team for battle and more to create his very own harem.

Or something like that. Still workshopping it.

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>>7286215
I'll keep an eye out then. Thank you for taking it.
Sounds fun, though I think the main challenge for the fic would be to picking the right ginjika to represent the Mon, since there are so many to pick from and that it'd be hard to paint them without attaching a picture of them somewhere.

>>7277160
ah ok. Be sure you're feeling well

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>>7286571
I plan to attach a picture, either to the original location, like the artist's page, or, if I can't find it anywhere else, upload it to an imugr album and every artist I can.

I've been going through gelbooru to find some personifications I like. I tried not to pick only the bust and naughty faced ones, but...I am what I am.

This one stands out as one of my favorites, though. Definitely want to put her in. Gets frustrated that her master only ever wants to fuck the pokemon he comes across, and doesn't let her fight them. Yet she doesn't mind getting fucked, herself, even if she acts like she doesn't care. Highly critical of her master, to the point of insulting, but highly protective of him if anyone does the same.

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>>7288199
Deviantart and tumblr also have some nice stuff.

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>>7288295
Occasonally.

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>>7288295
You're right about that, because that Seviper is on point. Tumblr I found hard to navigate, same with Deivantart. Not a fan of their layouts, but I'll keep an eye on them if I need to get some art for a pokemon I want to include, but don't have yet.

>>7288199
So something I've been thinking about doing is basing the personalities of the pokeladies on their types. Dex entries will trump these, but I'm thinking the types can be a good fallback. Tell me what you think.

>Normal
Follows no set pattern, can really fall into any category.
>Fighting
Confrontational and abrasive, can either be honorable or a cheat, depending on their desire to win.
>Flying
Adventurous and a daydreamer, loves to travel.
>Poison
Manipulative and generally bad for your life, but can be very alluring and attractive.
>Ground
Level headed and focused on reality.
>Rock
A little slow, and doesn't think things through, often getting themselves hurt.
>Bug
Let one into your life, and they can take over if you're not careful.
>Ghost
One of two personality types: Mischievous and sneaky; loves a good laugh, even at the expense of others. Can also be recluse and shy, even depressed.
>Steel
Rigid and stubborn; very brave and confident of its abilities.

(1/2)

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>>7290017

>Fire
Passionate, for better or worse. In a moment they can switch from incredibly loving to impossibly angry. Very difficult to maintain a relationship, but can be worth the effort.
>Water
Relax and calm. Easily goes with the flow of things.
>Grass
Loves the outdoors. Very helpful and generous.
>Electric
Feisty and frantic. Easily distracted.
>Psychic
Pompous and proud. Assumes they are better than everyone else, and scoffs at brutish strength. Get on their good side, and they can give you everything you'd ever want. Get on their bad side, and they can ruin your life.
>Ice
Standoffish. Meets almost all affection with disdain, yet secretly yearns for company.
>Dragon
Mysterious and powerful, graceful and grand. Another type that often sees itself as better than others.
>Dark
Wicked and cruel, as no qualms with using others for their own person gain, and then throwing them away. Very distrusting of others.
>Fairy
Playful and sweet. Incredibly friendly, but becomes very shy when they are shown romantic attention (even though they crave it).

(2/2)

Definitely want to workshop this more, even though I certainly don't need to start any new stories, as I have plenty that remain unfinished.

>>7290017
>>7290159
eh, I'm not sure if typing should determine personality 100%, else everyone would be more or less the same. What could be fun is how the typing influences how they work in bed.
On /vp/ someone made a small collection about pokemon mating guide, excerpt and all. In the beginning he also talks about the type of lewds/liquids involved with some of the mons, and how they copulate in general. Take a look and see if that influences you.
http://pastebin.com/cz7PX8hL

For now though I'll look forward to what you're doing now, but this is an interesting project to do on the side

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>>7290474
Oh no, not 100%. They're more like starting points, and then things like dex entries, how the pokemon looks, etc. would determine the rest.

For example, Luxray is pure electric, so by my chart se would be feisty and frantic, and easily distracted. However, Luxray is known mostly for being able to see through walls, and has a very stoic look to it.

So this Luxray ginjika wouldn't be feisty and frantic, at least not personality wise. She doesn't get distracted, but bores easily. She can also see through objects, like walls and clothes, which she can use to amuse herself. Another possible addition from the whole "see through walls" dex entry is that she's quite astute at picking up on when people are lying to her.

As for sex, that's when she can become feisty, assuming you've caught her interest. It's important to keep up, or she'll get bored and will stop the fucking entirely and walk away, climax or no.

That said, the link you posted does offer up a lot of neat ideas. For example the electric characteristic of being able to stimulate nerves and pleasure centers.

>>7290681
thanks for the clarification. Glad I could be of service to you

>>7274286
I have a question about the things you've written on the thread. Do you make the story first and then post the text one at a time or do you make it on the go/whim?

>>7290017
>>7290159
Well there's the typing and the RL animal association.
Bee and spider like mons are going to be different even if they're both Bug primary; and Bug/Flying is still also different between Beedrill and Butterfree.

>>7297783
Definitely. Mons like Beedrill and Combee will be keen on teamwork, but also quite territorial, with the former being the aggressive one. Vespiquen would have strong leadership qualities, especially to other bugs, and produces pheromones, with varying effectiveness depending on the target.

Add in the Flying type, which makes them more adventurous and like to travel, and you now have a mon that either becomes very predatory because they can attack at high speeds, or very evasive because they can reach places others can't. Depends on the species.

>>7291694
A little of both. I try to map out some general scenes in my head before I start writing. How it'll start, how it'll end, and how to reach that ending. If the OR has some fetishes and scenes in mind, my primary job is to find a way to fit those in. Like the OR of the Beauty/Calem story ( >>7271306 ) wanted some specific uses of the fetish. And they had to be accomplished by either character wanting to find a flimsy excuse to do them, instead of just saying "hey baby let me smell yo ass." So figuring out ways in which they could achieve success was a lot of fun.

As for writing it, that's all done on the fly, as I write it out here. That's why there's 10-25 minute breaks between each post, when I post them.

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>>7273753
>>7274062

>Pit, the brave and determined exacter of Palutena's will, raced through the storm-surrounded fortress with bravery and determination.
>The enemies he encountered were fast and ferocious, no doubt energized by the electricity buzzing in the air.
>No foe was more difficult to pin down, so to speak, than the mocking and flirtatious Phosphora.
>Pit had to deal with a near constant stream of jabs at his character, followed by praises of his attractiveness. He had never been so confused.
>Thankfully Palutena was always there to remind him that Phosphora was the enemy was there to defeat, and to not get distracted.
>Easier said than done.
>Refocused on his mission thanks to the reassuring voice of Palutena, Pit leaped through the air from one broken half of the bridge to the other.
>"Mmm, I think I saw your cute butt there, for a second, Pit," he heard an interested voice ring out to him in his ear. "So yummy, I could just eat you up."
>Pit fought against his blush, but some things couldn't be defeated by fighting them.
>"Be quiet, Phosphora!" he called out through space to her, with his divine telecommunication. "And stop telling lies to try and distract me!"
>Before he could take another step forward, a pair of thin arms, wrapped up in dark sleeves and grey bandages from the elbows down to her wrist, wrapped themselves across his chest.
>"I wasn't lying," she said, and proved it by dragging her tongue up along the ridge of his ear, and punctuating the statement by giving him a sharp bite on his ear lobe. If he hadn't been so surprised, he might have been able to hear the satisfied moan she purred.
>Once he had regained control of his senses, he spun around with his weapon drawn, but only managed to slash through the sparks and laugh she left when she teleported away.
>"Pit, what happened?" Palutena asked of him. "What did she say?" Apparently she could hear that she was saying something, but couldn't make out the message.
>"N-nothing."

(cont.)

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>>7298519

>He could only hope Palutena didn't hear the uncertainty in his voice.
>With his mind refocused, he continued to dash and glide through the lightning-imbued keep. Some of the walls surged with electricity, threatening to paralyze him if he got too close.
>Pit slid to a stop when he entered a large, circular, room, filled with enemies. Added to the danger were the walls were all covered in that crackling danger, with four pillars rising up out of the ground, producing their own surface-level power.
>He'd have to be careful and be strategic. A simple misstep could spell his doom. Will Palutena on his side, and his purpose divine, he was certain he could accomplish this task. He just had to stay focused.
>The moment he steeled himself for the battle, once more Phosphora's touch embraced him.
>Again from behind, Phosphora was wrapping her arms across his chest, as well as her legs locked around his waist, all of her clung to his back.
>"Hello again, Pitty baby," she playfully said, and gave his neck a little peck of her soft lips.
>"Ah! What? Phosphora, get off of me!" Pit shook his body back and forth. One hand tried to pry away one of her arms, and the other did it's best to push aside one of her legs.
>It was no use. He couldn't find the leverage.
>"Pit, what's going on?" Palutena asked when she heard his cry concerning that slutty nymph (at least as she saw her).
>"It's Phosphora, she won't let go!" he explained while still trying to solve the problem. Her repeating kisses up and down his neck wasn't helping with his concentration.
>"Get her off and then take care of those enemies, Pit!" Palutena instructed, as if Pit wasn't already trying to do just that.
>"Yea, Pit, get me off," Phosphora said with a throaty and arousing voice. She added to his distraction by rubbing her crotch and breasts against his back.
>"I..I can't!" he struggled. "She's too strong!"
>As the foes approached, he was running out of options, save one - fight with her on his back.

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>>7298646

>Pit tried his best to ignore her presence as he dashed into the fray, but that was impossible.
>Her hands were constantly caressing his chest, feeling out the muscles that slightly rose against his skin. Her thighs squeezed and released before and after each swing of his weapon.
>Whenever Pit defeated a foe, Phosphora moaned louder than time before. Seeing her crush there, on the front lines, battling it out against the forces of no-good made her really appreciate her attraction to him.
>During all this, Pit had to do his best to focus on his surroundings and the surrounding enemies, even while Phosphora and Palutena bickered in his ear.
>"Mmm, Pit is so yummy. So lean and strong," she said between kisses to his cheek, and nibbles to his ear. "I can't believe you usually get this cute body all to yourself, Palutena."
>Palutena gasp and blushed, thankfully away from sight, at this assumption. "No! I would never! Pit is my trusted soldier and friend, and that's it!"
>Those words stung Pit a little bit, but it was still the truth.
>"Really? Never? You never once had Pit come into your bedchambers, his body fresh from the hot springs, clothed only in the loin cloth you make him wear in your presence?"
>"I don't...I don't make him wear that! Pit, don't listen to her, just focus on the mission and throw her against the wall whenever you're done," Palutena said with a blush.
>"Yea, Pit," Phosphora agreed. "Throw me up against the wall," repeating Palutena's command, albeit with a more obscene twist on her intention.
>"Shut up, Phosphora!" Palutena spat.
>"What's wrong, am I making you jealous? Do you wish you had Pit there with you right now, nestled between your legs. Lifting one up, hugging your thigh, and thrusting his slender hips against your, over and over and over? Your breasts bouncing so much they begin to ache, but you don't care, it feels too good!"
>Palutena instinctively covered up her breasts as her nipples hardened.

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>>7298812

>"You're disgusting, Phosphora! Truly a fiend!" Palutena shot back, a bit upset that Pit hadn't yet spoken up to defend her honor.
>Usually Pit could talk and fight at the same time, but there were a lot of extra, unusual, distractions going on at the moment, so much he could barely form the word "stop," if he even wanted to.
>"Oooh, what's wrong, Tina?" she said with a mocking tone. "Am I making you jealous right now? Regretful you didn't pounce first? Or...oh wait, did you already try? Oh gods, did he reject you?!" she said, mixing her words with laughter. "I bet he did! I bet he thought you were too old for him! Too saggy and sad."
>Pit winced when Phosphora lowered her lips back to his ear to whisper, "I'm not, though, Pit. I'm tight, firm, and perky."
>"Old?! Saggy?!" Palutena repeated the insults back to Phosphora, completely ignoring the lie about being rejected. "I'll have you know I'm as youthful as ever! I'm more woman than you'll ever be, with my wide hips and my huge tits!"
>The trio gasped at what they had heard, and then Phosphora laughed.
>"Oh that is too rich!" she couldn't help but let go of Pit so she could float in the air, holding her stomach from the boisterous laughing.
>Pit finished off the last enemy and stared Phosphora down angrily. It was hard to be too angry with the cute spriteful girl. It was the first time he had gotten a good look at her, and he hated to admit it, but he was not disappointed with her pleasing shape.
>Her hair was bright blonde, and flared out into the shape of wings with orange coloring at the ends. Her face was youthful and fun, even during her mocking and cruel laughter. Bare shoulders, but arms were sleeved. A matching top snuggly wrapped around her perky, humble, breasts. They were no bigger than a handful, but that was enough. Long, thing, legs with thighs just thick enough to give her a small thigh gap, giving a peek at the bottom curves of her ass.
>Nothing compared to her midriff, however.

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>>7298947

>Phosphora's stomach was the perfect representation of her youth, strength, and energy. Her sides curved in after her breasts, making them seem larger than they were. Then they flared back out into her hips, whose size promised of a perfectly sized rear behind her.
>The stomach was flat and toned, and looked impossibly smooth. A lightest hints of her abdominal muscles rose up against her taunt skin, bulging and receding slightly whenever her hips twisted.
>A prominent V shape sprouted from inside her short shorts, leading away from her crotch and curving up over her hip bones.
>Pit watched her hands run along her stomach, and he wished they were his. He was so entranced he didn't realize she had stopped laughing, until her hands fell away.
>"Pit, you naughty little cherub," Phosphora teased as she slowly walked to him.
>"What? No! I-I wasn't!" Pit lied to protect his honor.
>"You weren't what? Looking at my tight and firm body. Don't feel bad, I look at yours way more than you do mine," she freely admitted.
>Once she was inches from him, she lifted her legs off the ground thanks to her power of flight. Again she wrapped her legs around Pit's middle, and clutched them together so Pit was even closer to her.
>Phosphora looked down at him and smiled sweetly, playing with his mess of brown hair. "I really do like you, Pit," she admitted with the first hint of vulnerability he had seen in her. "You're cute, sweet, funny, and oh so courageous."
>Pit found himself lost in those big purple eyes that were staring into his soul.
>"I know..." she trailed off for a moment, looking a little sad. "I know you think I'm lying. Trying to trick you, but I'm not. I do like you. I want you," she added, ramping up the lewd factor. "I can prove it."
>The lewd dial was turned even higher when she grabbed his wrist, and planted his palm against her soft and perky breast.

(cont.)

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>>7299038

>His cheeks reddened immediately as his hand was completely filled by her sensuous tit. She pressed his hand against her breast more firmly, making sure he felt her hard nipple, through her thin layers of clothes, against his palm. "My body wants you, Pit..."
>She trailed off while moving his hand down, pressing it against the smooth expanse of her tight tummy. The subtle gyrations of her hips caused her stomach to move slightly against his touch, her muscles rising up to meet his fingertips. Before he could pull away, he found his fingers being dipped into the waste band of her white shorts.
>"...badly," she finished saying as his fingers slid around to cup her damp and hot lips. Her hips started to grind more, using his hand as a sex toy. She became so enraptured by his touch that she pulled his head against her breasts.
>Pit was lost in the new and unique sensation, and too much in shock to move, not that she seemed to need any help knowing where to go next.
>"Oh Pit, yes...make me cum!" she panted.
>That final word was her undoing. It was just lewd enough, the sound of it being the last of his sensations that wasn't being aroused, and proved to be too much for Pit, and broke him from her spell.
>Pit yanked his hand back and stepped away, firmly saying, "No!" When he looked up at Phosphora's disappointed and embarrassed face, he calmed his tone, but stood firm on his stance. "I...I can't. I'm sorry."
>That sign of vulnerability would be Pit's undoing. Phosphora just smiled and floated closer to him. "We'll see about that, my little cherub," she promised. Again she took his same wrist, and this time lifted his fingers to her mouth. Her lips parted sensually, her tongue undulating softly in the cavern of her wet mouth.
>She put one of his fingers into her mouth, breaking the last strand of saliva that connected the top and bottom of her mouth. Once she closed her lips around the digit, she sucked and licked it clean. She did the same for the others.

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>>7299175
>reading everything you write and realizing i could not be nearly this productive as a writer

its amazing

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>>7299175

>Before he could protest again, Phosphora gave him a sweet peck on the cheek, betraying the incredibly sexual tone she ended on, and then vanished again from sight, in a burst of blue sparks and leaps of electricity.
>Pit stood still for a moment, keeping his hand raised and still wet with saliva. After he came to, he frantically wiped his hand on his toga to remove any trace of her mouth off of his fingers.
>"Palutena, are you there?" He asked, secretly hoping she wasn't. That she hadn't heard all that.
>"Yes, Pit?" she said with little enthusiasm or familiarity.
>"Uh...where do I go next?" he meekly asked.
>"The open door behind you," she said, in a way pointing out how silly the question was since there were only two doors in the room.
>"Right...thanks," he said, almost certain now she heard everything.
>And so Pit continued on his journey, cutting through monsters and fiends, and trying to repair the friendship he had between him and Palutena. It took some time, but after about 30 minutes of fighting, they had gone back to their usual rapport.
>Of course, Pit never mentioned his sexual encounter with Phosphora. Just like Palutena never mentioned how hot and flustered she got when Phosphora made her think of Pit fucking her.
>Denial could be a wonderful thing.
>Soon Pit reached the top of the spiraling tower that reached into the clouds. The spiral of electricity running down the tower, all the way from the heavens, made it look like a large bolt of lightning hitting the earth, and never stopping.
>"Be careful, Pit," Palutena said with her typical combination of warmth and caution before Pit entered a particularly dangerous situation. "She is in there." Those words added a hint of embarrassment to her voice, but Pit didn't notice.
>He took in a deep breath, puffing out his chest, and clenched his fists around his weapons. "I can do this," he told himself and Palutena, and then stepped into the large room, with Phosphora floating in the middle.

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>She floated lazily in the middle of the room, biting into a hamburger and rubbing her satisfied belly.
>"Phosphora!" Pit called out with a stern and commanding voice, hoping to set the tone for the rest of the encounter.
>Her eyebrows perked up, and she glanced over at him with wide eyes. Seeing who it was, she smiled, with her mouthful, and held up one finger, telling him to wait while she finished what was in her mouth.
>After a swallow, Phosphora finally responded. "Pitty! So glad you could make it!" she said, ignoring the combative tone and offering a welcoming one. "You must be exhausted climbing all the way up here. Would you like to take a rest?"
>Her offer came with her gesturing to the far end of the room, where a large bed lay in waiting.
>Pit was unfazed, he had been preparing himself mentally ever since he last saw her, even though it was just half an hour ago.
>"I'm here to fight you, Phosphora! Call off your army, or be destroyed!" He bravely said, with the same bravery and determination he had with every enemy he faced.
>"Oh, so forceful!" Phosphora said after finishing another bite. "Well, how can I refuse such a masculine man?"
>Pit felt a little insulted by the statement, as he took it as an insult, making fun of his short stature and svelte body. Freshly angered, he dashed in, weapons drawn, ready to strike.
>Phosphora took that time to take another bite, and then literally bolted away from Pit's line of attack.
>Frustrated, he attacked again, leaping up high to reach her, but again she vanished from sight.
>"Stay still, Phosphora!"
>"Ugh, fiiine," she relented, and planted her feet on the ground. Her burger was finished anyway, and so she was ready to focus on the fight at hand.
>The two clashed powers and weapons for a good while. Pit's wings carrying him through the stage, and Phosphora's long, electric, and blue scarf flowed with her every movement and strike.

(cont.)

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>As Pit grew more exhausted, Phosphora seemed to not miss a beat.
>Soon the moment came when Pit made an error, and Phosphora capitalized on it, using the moment to knock him off his feet and onto his back.
>Before he could recover, the electric woman planted herself down on his lap, hands on her hips, and stared over at him with a wry smile.
>"What's wrong, Pit?" she teasingly asked. "You seem off your game today. Were you distracted by something?"
>He certainly was. Every time he got close to a strike, he would hesitate because something about her body or her face would capture his attention for a split second - more than enough time for Phosphora to zap away.
>He was even more distracted, now, with the cute blonde's firm tush resting on his twitching crotch. His cock's stirring was certainly not quelled when Phosphora leaned forward and began to crawl toward his face.
>At that moment, he was free from her grasp, he could escape in any number of ways, or just strike at her vulnerable stomach. Her soft, toned, elegant stomach. But he didn't.
>While dragging her body along his, soon her stomach began to graze against his face. He could hear the sounds of her stomach working on her most recent meal. Being forced to listen to such primal and feral sound sent a surge of fear through him.
>Phosphora finished her ascent and sat down, her firm butt resting on the highest point of his chest, and her pussy lips, pressing against her thin shorts, ground against his chin.
>"Looks like I win, Pit," she confidently said to him, looking down the expanse of her torso at his defeated and shocked face. "Which means I get to claim my reward."
>She reached up and began to pull up her top. Her breasts were half exposed when she heard that familiar, annoying, voice in her head.
>"Let him go!" Palutena yelled.
>With a groan, Phosphera pulled her shirt back down. "One moment, Pit," she said. "Deep breath," then sat up, turned around, and sat her ass down on his face.

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>Phosphora kept Pit's arms pinned down with her legs, and put the rest of her weight on her ass, forcing Pit's mouth against her pussy. Suffice to say, it caused a very lewd moan from her.
>"What do you want now, Palutena?" she asked, annoyed.
>"Get off of Pit, you vile creature!"
>"Vile?" she said with actual annoyance at the insult. "If' I'm so vile, then why is your precious soldier nose deep up my ass?" she queried, shaking her hips a bit to emphasize the point.
>"Because you're sitting on him! Let him go, now!"
>"Or what?" Phosphora challenged, crossing her arms across her chest.
>"Or I'll come down there myself and blast you out of existence!"
>Phosphora thought for a moment, considering if it was a bluff, and if it wasn't, would she be able to survive.
>With a huff, she replied, "Fine!" She stood up, letting Pit take in a gasping breath of air.
>Not two inches off the ground did Phosphora plant her sandled foot onto Pit's chest. "But!" she said to the both of them. "First he has to agree to a little test with me. A bargain."
>"No way!" Palutena yelled.
>"What kind of bargain could you even offer that would interest me?" Pit asked. He knew he was in trouble by showing he wasn't as against it as Palutena was.
>"Simple, really. You touch me, for 10 seconds, anywhere on my body. Your choice, but it has to be from the neck down. If you can do that, and agree with Palutena that I'm vile. I'll leave you alone, forever."
>"And what's stopping you from breaking that promise if you lose?"
>"Well I'm not going to lose, but if it puts your mind at ease, how about this? Win or lose, I will stop my attack on Thanatos's armies. There, now I have far more to lose than you. More than fair," she offered.
>Pit considered it for a moment, and even though Palutena firmly refused the offer, Pit accepted. "Fine." he offered his hand to her to shake, and then be lifted up onto his feet.

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>"Anywhere I choose, right?" Pit asked, making sure the rules were known and agreed upon.
>"That's right," she said. "For ten seconds. No less, but you can go for more if you want," she added with a wink and a nibble of her lower lip.
>Pit thought carefully about where to pick. Breasts and crotch were immediately out, he didn't want to feed into her lewd behavior. Butt had to go too. Back, legs, and feet wouldn't work either. He had been asked by Palutena many times to massage her in those areas, and they always brought her such joy. No, he wanted this as clinical and platonic as possible.
>He was in a quandry, he wasn't sure what to pick, but Phosphora hastened his decision.
>"If you can pick in the next few seconds, I'll make you finger my asshole," she threatened, hoping he'd fail to pick and he'd have to.
>Certainly he could have picked her arms or hands. It might end up being tender, sweet, but not erotic. For no reason other than the lust clouding his judgement, Pit chose her stomach.
>Phosphora giggled at the choice, and looked down at her tummy, rubbing it. "Really? My stomach? Not my tits, ass, or pussy?" she said obscenely.
>"No," Pit firmly confirmed. "That's my choice." He was so confident he made the right choice.
>"Well, alright, suit yourself," she said with a shrug. Taking off from the ground, she slowly floated to him until he was at eye level with her athletically toned abdomen. "Time starts as soon as you put both your hands on me, Pit."
>Nervous at first, he thought about how much easier his life would be if he could remove her from his life. Resolved, he planted his hands on her sides, and held them there.
>"Uh, you have to move them around a bit, Pit," she clarified.
>He didn't argue, just glared at her, and accepted. His hands traced all over her stomach, feeling every subtle hill and valley of her abdominal muscles, delighting in the feel of her smooth skin. So lost, he didn't realize his hands were moving so far south.

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(ran out of good Phosphora pics; pulling from my own stash of other, sexy, pics.)

>Through pure instinct, Pit grabbed at the flesh, feeling how firm and soft it was in his hands. There was so little fat on her, that it was less a squeezing, and more of a massage. He heard Phosphora giggle, so he stopped.
>Pit had closed his eyes, so he didn't have to look at the lewd faces she was no doubt making, and so he could shut off one of the senses that would have been forced to take in more of the sexual scene.
>Because of this, he didn't realize he was going further and further south of her belly button. Phosphora, of course, did not warn him. Instead, she quietly grabbed at the hem of her shorts and pulled them down gently, so he wouldn't run out of real estate.
>He took note of how her skin got warmer and warmer as his hands slid down. He wondered if this was a result of her electrical powers, or women were just like that in general.
>His hand slipped further, and he started to feel an odd groove on her body. Curious, he wanted to see it for himself. Before he could open his eyes all the way, to see just where he was, his hand dipped below just enough for his thumb to graze along the pink flesh between her puffy and wet lips.
>The immediate reaction to touching something wet when you weren't expecting to, is to shoot open your eyes and pull your hand away. Pit did just that. His gaze was met with a flushed vagina, the first he'd ever seen, and a sticky string of liquid connecting it to his thumb. When he realized what he had done, he shook his hand violently and wiped the rest off on his pants.
>Phosphora didn't lose her dreamy face for a second, still delighting in the touch.
>"There!" Pit snapped. "I did you stupid challenge. Now recall your forces and get out of here!"
>"Well, my forces are already recalled, Pit," she explained, "but I'm not going anywhere."
>"That was the deal! I touched you for 10 seconds, and I say you're vile! Vile!"

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>"No, the deal was you had to agree with Palutena that I was vile, not just say the words, you silly angel," she corrected, pinching his nose as she floated in front of him, pants still pulled down.
>"What are you talking about? I -do- think you're vile! Obscene, disgusting, villainous and totally inappropriate!"
>"You say that, but your body can't lie," she said. Her delicate hand reached down and took a firm, massaging, grip of his clearly erect cock straining against his black shorts.
>Pit was dumbstruck. He couldn't argue that he didn't enjoy it. The proof was right there in his hands. But he refused to admit it.
>"I don't care! I said the words, that's enough! Now begone!"
>Phosphora just chuckled and floated backwards, letting him get a full view of her body. "Don't you worry, Pit, we'll see each other again. Real soon," she promised with a kiss blown from her hand, and then vanished for a third time.
>Pit didn't even bother to look for chests for incredible loot after that battle he clearly lost. He just sighed and dropped his shoulders and started looking for an exit.
>Later, Pit decided to relax after that stressful day with a nice long, solitary, dip in the hot springs.
>All alone, he felt comfortable going entirely nude, and made sure his wings stayed out of the steaming water. The angel let out a relieved sigh, as all his worries and aches melted away.
>"Hey there, my little cherub," he heard a familiar voice say.
>All that stress came back when he opened his eyes and saw Phosphora standing at the other end of the spring, taking off her shoes.
>"Phosphora? Get out of here!" he yelled. He thought to leap up and show her the door, but realized just how embarrassed he'd be if he got out of the water, completely nude.
>"Whaaat?" she asked with a pleading and sad tone. "You're here to relax, and so am I. Wasn't easy chasing you around all day, you know."
>With that explanation, she continued to strip down.

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>Pit put his hands over his eyes, refusing to be an audience to her lewd display. Then again, he figured, he should keep an eye on her, in case she tried anything. So, through two parted fingers, he watched her strip.
>She was perfection. Utter perfection. Body so tight you could bounce a coin off of it. Breasts high and firm on her chest. Butt perky and tight. She didn't have the abundant curves that Palutena had, but what she had was perfectly portioned to her frame.
>Pit caught her looking over at him, and in a panic he closed his fingers, completely obscuring his view. Then he heard a splash. When he opened his eyes, she was gone.
>He got his answer to where she went when he felt suction on his half erect penis. With shock, he looked down into the steam covered water and saw her floating there, head nestled between his legs.
>The angel realized he should leave now. There was no more hiding his privates from her, so he shouldn't care if she saw them as he ran away. But the pleasure was too great, and he was tired of denying his desire for this woman.
>Phosphora ran one hand up his abdomen and across his chest, while the other squeezed at his thigh. She kept a tight seal around his shaft, creating a powerful suction, and constantly rolling her tongue around the head.
>Pit could hold back no more, and like a volcano he exploded, filling up her mouth and then her throat.
>She wide eyed from the surprised, but then took on a more dreamy look as she started to really enjoy it. She swallowed every last drop.
>Once he had finished, she stood up, letting the water cascade down her sexually-charged body. Phosphora made a show of wiping her lips and letting out a tiny burp. "Mmmm, Pit," she moaned. "You filled my tummy up so well. It's so warm and thick, it feels wonderful," she praised while rubbing her flat belly.
>Pit watched her saunter over to the edge of the hotspring, sit up, and spread her legs. "But it's not the only thing that needs filling."

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>No longer willing to deny his primal desires, Pit stood, still erect thanks to his youthful energy, and approached Phosphora between her legs.
>She let out a throaty moan as he began to push against her. He was clearly virginal at this, unable to properly line himself up with the entrance. She found it cute, as if he needed more things about him that made him cute to her. Phosphora was more than willing to guide him along.
>Taking him in her hand, she lined up the head, but not before rubbing it against her lips some more, and pulled it in just enough so he knew he was in and could start pressing further on his own.
>Shakily, nervous and unsure of himself, he slowly began to bury himself inside of her. He had to follow his feral instincts as much as possible, letting his body tell him what he needed to do. She certainly didn't make things easier but throwing her head back and rolling her hips, causing the target, and his shaft, to rotate with her.
>He watched as her hand rolled over her breast, squeezing it tenderly and pinching her nipple. He couldn't wait to try that. Then he saw that same hand release her tit and stream down her flat stomach, pushing the water away to flow into tiny streams formed by her muscles. Her fingers stopped and the two middle fingers rubbed in soft circles the small pink nub at the top of her crevice. He didn't know what that was, other than something that she really enjoyed massaging.
>He grew more confident with each inch he managed to push into her, breaking through the resistance formed by her tight interior. Had he not already come moment prior, the way she was squeezing around him would have set him off already.
>Phosphora purred at Pit's ability to quickly learn and adapt. She wished he would touch her more, and with one hand on her clit and the other behind her, keeping her upright, she couldn't do it herself.

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>Sure enough, Pit would learn just where to put his hands. One clutched to her right thigh, pulling her body closer to him, and steadying himself once he pulled back, and started to thrust back in. The other reached up and cupped her sizable breast. It felt wonderful, so full and warm. He felt too shy to pinch her nipples, afraid it might hurt and scare her, so he stuck to just rubbing his thumb in circles around it.
>Phosphora started to bounce her ass off the ground to meet his grunting thrusts into her body. Soon the waters of the hotspring were getting mixed with their sweat.
>He needed more force, but couldn't seem to gain it the way they were positioned. So he helped to lay her back on the ground, and kept her pinned do it with a hand firmly planted on her rising-and-falling stomach.
>The electric woman gripped at the edge of the spring, to keep her body from scraping along the ground around it as she was banged into with more force and gusto.
>Watching her tits bounce, feeling her stomach feel so alive under his touch, feeling her legs begin to wrap around his waist, andwatching her lewd, happy, face all started to combine to make him close to completing again.
>Perhaps out of secret desire or pure accident, but Pit pulled out of the woman and let rope after thick and creamy rope fly out of him and decorate her breasts, thighs, and mostly her stomach.
>Having been mere seconds away from her own climax, it didn't matter than Pit had pulled out. When she felt and saw every bit of cum explode from his tip and coat her body in the sticky warmth, she came as well.
>Problem there was that her legs were still dipped in the hotspring, where Pit was. Suffice to say, the climax brought about a very shocking surprised for Pit, who soon found himself floating, face up, paralyzed, on the surface of the water.
>Phosphora was kind enough to pull him up out of the water, and lay him down, so she could rest her body on his for a nice nap.

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>So where was Palutena, the ever watchful goddess who directed in and out of danger?
>She was still watching, as she always is. She just didn't speak up, try to talk Pit out of it, because she was honestly enjoying herself too much.
>Her flushed, panting body, exposed breast, reddened by groping and squeezing, and hand still cupping her dripping sex were evidence enough of that.

(end)

I hope the OR enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. True to the pattern, my greentext stories are getting longer and longer with each one.

>>7299209
Thank you so much for the kind words! Although, I'm not nearly as productive as I appear, at least not in the long term. I've gone years without updating a story with a new chapter. One of which hasn't seen chapter 2 since I posted it nearly 5 years ago on Literotica. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I procrastinate.

However, every so often I get these surges of motivation to write. Either it's because I'm talking to someone else who's writing, and we can share our progress, almost competing for who got the most views on their newest chapter, stuff like that.

The most motivating factor, though, is writing a story for someone else. It's incredibly enjoyable to work with their idea, share it, and make them happy. Plus I have the added motivation of keeping a promise.

I can come up with my own story, write it, and rarely update it because I already have the story mapped out in my mind. Written out or not, I get to still enjoy it at that level. Thus, most of my stories are left unfinished.

So I guess what I'm saying is, it's important to find a motivation other than the love of writing, itself. At least for me, it was.

And thanks again for the show of appreciation!

>>7300023
Well Imma second >>7299209 still: when you do get rolling, you get rolling good.

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>>7300023

Here is the pastebin: http://pastebin.com/Xn54tt7F

I'm going to take a page from another writer in another thread and make a pastebin account, so all of these can be accessed in one place.

>>7300031

Thank you!