I have a question for you Aekrilos; if someone were to write you a story, what would you want in it?

Honestly I'm a huge fan of humiliation scenarios, especially involving orgasm denial/edging, and even moreso involving a character who is forced to enjoy it (not want it, but enjoy it,) like through magic or fantasy hypnotism.

Continue from my last request

Rating:adult
Theme:meowser suit gets off of bowser and has fun with him
Kinks: yarn bondage,living suit,crotch grinding,fart,dirty laundry,power bottom,vibrating dildo,end with dutch oven

on and sweaty mess to add to my kink,almost forgot about this week theme

I don't do continuations, sorry. Something about it annoys me and makes it hard to find inspiration for the writing.

Ah ok well could i still ask for a different request?

Be my guest.

Rating:adult

Theme:dirty laundry monster attack helpless fur

Kink:Heavy musk/stink,slime,forceful sniffing, sock dildo,undies gag,cocoon,a sweaty mess

The wolf tried to scream when the .. the -thing- fell onto his back in the alley, it's weight forcing him down onto the floor before he could even figure out what was going on. The cloth creature was entirely formed out of what seemed like horrid, discarded pieces of clothing. Rancid jockstraps, horrifying socks, disgusting underwear, old sports shirts with stained pits and even wrestling singlets covered in crusty, foul smelling cheese.

The whole thing was covered in tar like slime, a strange hybrid of cum, sweat and some other pure filth that clung to the wolf's fur and seemed to keep all of the pieces connected between them. A slimy, cum crusted and sweat drenched jock strap, stained yellow , was forced into his maw, blocking and muffling any attempt to call for help. He couldn't even breathe through the disgusting thing, his tongue assaulted with it's taste and the slime blocking off all air.

That left his nose to pick up on the horrid odors, especially the rancid socks stuffed against his muzzle and eyes, more and more of the creature wrapping around him and sticking to his fur. The heat that came from it had him sweating in moments, even as it enclosed him on all sides.

And then, just as h was sure the worst was happening, he felt the bulging sock press down against his anal ring, the slime having dissolved through his clothing and sticking to his fur as the beast completely trapped him and fucked with wild abandon.

That was just lovely,thank you~

goddamit!

this the most horrible and sexy story I ever read @______@

this is so AWESOME!!!!1111

(my chastitied little kitty suffer so much because of that story .____________. )

Always a pleasure ;>
Keep an eye out for the next one in a few days where I have a new theme to play with.

Alright, this one might fit the theme! :3

Rating: Mature/Adult

Theme: Buff, sadistic Lucario torments weak loser of jockstrap wrestling match.

Kinks: Anthro, wedgie, sweat, forced armpit sniffing/licking, facesitting, musk

Looking down at the defeated mon, spread eagled and face down, panting and tired, Lucario smirked. He whistled, and the aching Arcanine raised his head a bit, only to have a face full of damp jockstrap descend over his nose. With the victor's knees pressing down on his shoulders and his sensitive canine nose stuffed between drenched balls and just as sweaty taint, all he could do was whimper pathetically.

And then cry out, struggling to get his arms out to try and cup his balls.

The aura pokemon had griped both of the strings of the dog's jockstrap, and yanked. Although he couldn't scream loudly thanks to how his muzzle was stuffed in the musky hell of the Lucario's taint and balls, he was in horrible pain. His entire lower body was being lifted off the ground in the horrible wedgie, the jockstrap squeezing down on his tender balls with all of his weight.

"Want me to stop?" the lucario asked, grinding back and forth and making a general sweaty mess of the canine's fur. The fire type answered with a whimper and a nod, and the lucario slid off, laying down and raising his arms. The musk from his damp pits hit the arcanine like a fire truck, and his eyes were watering as the other mon smirked. "Lick em clean, slut, or I'll fold you in half and make you choke on your own cock."

Oh my god you are so good at this i can't even

Incidentally, if I can ask a question as well: If one were to try and get into RPing, how would one do so?

In general, or myself specifically?

In general.

If you do a quick search for authors or writers, you will probably find a few groups on Fa for that. Personally I started with forums that share my interests.

Rating: Adult

Theme: kitty set up difficult rules of slavery, few days in chastity turns into years.

Kinks: musk, sweat, armpits, stinky white socks, permanent chastity, torture, piercing, feet, watersport, drinking urine, licking boots, slavery, humiliation, trapped, bad end, breathplay, pain, nipple play, ball torture.

Here ^^

It was only supposed to be a weekend! He'd signed over all of his rights, sure, but it was only a weekend! But then... Well, part of the contract, which he hadn't thought much about, had been the clause on betting. He -had- to accept bets if he couldn't give a reason that it wasn't fair. And that's why the kitten was currently moaning, nipples pierced with rings holding up heavy weights as he struggled. A noose kept him on his toes, desperately breathing through the soggy underwear as the pad underneath him heated his toes to painful burning. And yet, his cock was straining against the tiny cage pressing down on it from all sides, the pain excruciating.

He could remember every bet.

"I said you had to clean all my socks within two hours... but you missed these!" said while pulling rancid, yellowing socks from sweat filled boots, the kitten's nose forced between a pair of cheezy toes. That had been worth a week and a half extra slave work.

"Just cause I said the bet is to clean out my pits in an hour doesn't mean I agreed to let you go." Said while his nose and lips were pressed against greasy, sweaty pit hair, a muscular arm keeping him pinned as the time ticked down. 1 month.

"Wrong, bitch, you had to drink all I had to give you in a single breath... you tapped out after just the cum, so you lost, and aren't getting another breath till I'm done." Moments before the thick cock plugging his throat began spilling it's horribly warm and potent urine down into his belly. 3 extra months.

"I said all you had to do was stand there without making a noise for an hour... no one said anything about -not- whipping your balls." said instants before forcing him into a filled laundry bag as punishment and passing it around a bar full of his buddies for them to drop in their dirtiest laundry, as well as relieve themselves over the rancid cloth. 2 years

And that was just the start...

that is...
completely...
unbelievably...
hot...

I love EVERY part of it!

Very glad you enjoyed. I have a few request journals in my journal archive, you might find a few other entries you like, although I'm not sure how many specifically cater to your tastes.

Rating: Adult

Theme:A chubby otter lost in a cave, meeting a very teasing but needy naga, who ends up making the otter a sweaty mess.

Kinks: Musk, Orgasm denial, coiling, Blindfold, Earplay, Humiliation, Anal vore, Anatomically Correct.

The otter had thought he'd have some fun exploring the forbidden cavern, thinking that there was no way a dangerous creature was actually living there. Now, however, he was regretting that decision. Smooth scales had been wrapped around him multiple times, binding his arms and legs and squeeze gently over the pudge in his belly. A silk blindfold had been added over his eyes just to make the experience more harrowing.

And the naga then teased him.

Precum slicked fingers played over his denied cock, stroking the throbbing shaft slowly and lightly. The prey was so worked up from the hours he'd spent in captivity that he was on the edge within moments... And the grip shifted to a single finger stroking underneath the crown of his cock head, leaving him a whimpering mess that moaned and shuddered.

"P...please..."

"Oh no little otter slut, you'd have to beg much more prettily than that ... And be more precise..." The snake hissed, his tongue flicking over the otter's ear and sending jolts of embarrassing pleasure through him. The chubby otter responded with another whine, and tried to get more stimulation by thrusting his hips, but the coils held fast.

"No can do little otter whore... You're so desperate to cum your do anything for the privilege, but I don't think you've earned it... Besides, time for the main course..."

Before he could even wonder what that meant, the prisoner found himself held upside down, arms still held down tightly as he was carefully maneuvered, his face pressing up against strong smelly, strangely star like entrance. His nose pressed even harder against it and it began to spread over his face, the otter realizing from the heat and scent that he was being forced up the naga's ass.

He thrashed as much as his bindings allowed, but he couldn't stop the slow, steady widening of the muscled ring as it slid up over his face, pressed down on his neck and began to widen again for his shoulders. "Don't worry little slut, think of the bright side. You'll probably be able to cum once I'm done shoving you inside.." The predator said, his voice muffled and barely audible, even as his tail tip continued to tease and toy with the dripping otter flesh. No sense leaving it unattended until he had to, after all. The squirming and moaning made for a much more fun experience.

Wonderful, simply wonderful~

Always nice to see these!

Rating: Adult

Theme: Sure a hyena can sweat, just turn up that dial!

Kinks: Captivity, tight space, padded box, glory hole, heat, musk, sweat

"Heashe! Heashe het he cho!"

The hyena's whining was plugged by yet another jock's cock, the frat boy howling as he savagely fucked the barrel like container. Inside, the poor frat house inductee was boiling, padding filling every inch of the barrel that he wasn't, to the point where the rubber pressed in on every side of him.

Hard.

He couldn't move a single inch, and the material trapped his body heat very well, turning the poor cocksucker into a sweaty mess within the first ten minutes. Four hours later, his eyes were glazed, breathing was difficult with the lack of fresh air that came in and his mouth kept being used by cock after cock after cock.

And that wasn't even counting the 'fun' when the heating plate in the bottom made him whine and whimper and try so very hard not to let his poor, sensitive soles touch the bottom. Every few minutes an electric current ran through the metal plate, heating it up like an oven plate and burning his poor soles, adding more heat to the already unbearable sauna.

And yet, his own cock was hard as a rock, trapped between precum and sweat soaked rubber padding, the unyielding texture pressing down and squeezing his balls so much that he just ... he couldn't cum!

"Oh man, I'm starting to really feel that beer hit the old gut... is the bathroom fixed yet?"

"Man, don't worry about it. My bud said this slut's good for it. Just let him have it, it's not like he can close his mouth anyway."

This is awesome, also very hot :P

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English difficult ...

Rating: Adult

Theme : Slave-white lizard . and master naga [Snake]

keyword : Oral Sex (Giving). Blindfolds .Necklace

This ..?

White scales shivered under the soft touch of sharp claws closing over the lizard's scalp, a strong hand guiding him until warm, thick flesh pushing through his lips and against his tongue. The blindfold kept him from seeing anything, but he knew the naga was looking down on him with that infuriating smirk of his. The one that said "you're enjoying this, aren't you"? And as much as he wanted to protest, regain his composure, keep control... The hand on his head roamed down to the pendant around his neck, and tugged, using it as a leash to pull him further down on the throbbing shaft.

He would have pulled back, he really would have... but when the warm, red scaled tail tip slid into his own slit, pushing against his own hardening cock, the lizard couldn't help but moan with desperate pleasure.

Rating: Adult
themes/keywords: A Cheetah Explorer and his friend accidentally summon an old Lion God
Kinks: Tribal, Magical Bondage, Biting, Scratching, Chocking, bloodplay (Light), Gender Transformation, fear, teasing, Size difference, Sexually inexperienced.

just to confirm, you'd like MtF?

Yes. Sorry, forgot that detail

The cheetah whimpered, kicking at the massive being holding him against the wall with simply a thumb and a finger. The beast's digits were easily as thick as his arms, however, and no matter how he tried to sink his claws or his fang into the monster that had appeared , it didn't look like the massive lion cared. It simply rumbled, a sort of giant purr as it used one finger's giant claw to slice cleanly through his clothing. "Pretty. But not pretty enough." the creature rumbled, the sound sending lances of terror through the captive cheetah.

He was dropped, glowing bands of light surround his wrists and pinning them against the wall, while the God they'd accidentally annoyed by entering his domain pushed his friend forward with a foot. Tingling erupted over the cheetah's chest as he saw his best friend approach him in a daze, the flesh underneath his fur swelling slowly. At the same time, he could feel his crotch ache as it shrank and disappeared into him , cheeks flushed red.

"That's right, pretty, I like it when they squirm." the massive lion said, watching his new devout follower approach his former friend and bite down on her neck, fingers delving down below to slowly stroke over newly minted flesh. It just wasn't fair how quickly the pangs of desire roared through the cheetah's body, but those feelings of outrage , and those of betrayal, paled in comparison to the sight of the lion god stroking himself slowly, a wide smile on his face.

"That's right, my little acolyte. Prepare our new priestess so that she may properly receive her Master..."