WRITE ME THINGS

breaking all the rules

Rules are made to be broken.

Like people.

Seriously though I'm not doing anything here till I get a properly filled out form. Think of it as my way of inducting you using boring paperwork.

I LIKE BREAKING PEOPLE

Rating: Adult
Theme: BREAKING PEOPLE
Kinks: transformation, nonconsensual, mindfuck/mindcontrol, IQ/brain drain


HOW ABOUT THEM APPLES

The application process for the job was... a weird one. Everyone was given someone else's resume and a sheet to write on about their thoughts on that person... and they were all in the same room. At first, no one wrote anything, but then..

"He looks a bit depraved" had been the first words written, and the applicant in question straightened suddenly in his chair, as if seeing the other applicants for the first time. His pen suddenly began to scribble madly about his 'partner'.

"Looks like a dumb cunt... a stupid gorilla with nothing more on the mind than sex.."

The more he wrote, the faster the hair on the third applicant's arms and chest grew, the more he couldn't help slobbering away at the sight of the fourth applicant.

"An eager looking bitch... looks like the pig craves cock ..." The words said in blocky, clumsy letters.

The fourth didn't even notice the curling tail in his pants, the thickening rolls of his belly. He was too busy staring at the first, writing his own evaluation.

"Yummy, yummy looking cock... gotta have it dripping and tasty..."

The whole group were leaking precum, some exploding in their pants as they jerked in their chairs, one hand writing and the other stuffed as far down as they could. The more they came, the more that leaked out, the less words meant. The ones that had started first soon couldn't even write, instead shambling out over to the few who could still talk, and mounting them with half deformed animal bodies.

"Congratulations to you both... if you will simply walk out the door, we can sign your new contracts" a voice said, but neither of the 'survivors' could budge, pinned underneath the sweaty mass of monstrous ex-applicantts determined to drain their IQ to the last drop as well.

Mature - Adult
themes/keywords: -Sixty- giving a new customer a Free Dance in a Club.
Kinks: Exhibition, Strip-Tease, Lapdance, PoleDance, Pleasure-Denial. M/F

A small condition for a free lap dance, that was all.

Just had to let her cuff him to her pole for a few minutes, and she'd give him the dance of a life time... What's a few minutes of embarrassment for a free dance from the hottest gal in the club?

"What's the matter, darling? Not enjoying the view?"

The top was tugged up and over her arms, breasts bouncing lightly in the dark sports with each step she took towards him. The crowd cheered when she turned and began to gyrate and grind her thong clad ass against his visibly tenting pants, the client gasping and trying to block it out.

"Please, I didn't think you'd do this during your -show-..." he whined, red faced and struggling not to moan out with the next rubbing motion of her muscular glutes. He'd have asked her to let him go... or hell, get him off, but they'd been at this for nearly half an hour already, and amazingly the spry older canine didn't look anywhere near ready to leave stage as she stepped away just in time to leave her special client humping the air, collecting thrown bills and letting him cool down before she continued the show.

"So who wants to see these cups come off, boys? Think our special birthday boy here will appreciate them ?"

Rating: Adult
Themes/keywords: New to bondage and rope play
Kinks: Safewords, ropes, bondage, seduction, M/f, tender yet rough

I wanna see your skills :D

I aim to please, I hope you find them up to par ;>

~~

The blindfold cut off all sight. The ropes around her wrists kept her up, even though her entire body ached and felt like jelly. And most noticeably, at least to her, the smooth cuffs and metal bar kept her legs spread wide. Again the feather slid down over her heat, tickling the sensitive flesh just barely and accompanied by a passionate yet painfully hard pinching of one nipple. She cried out, arching her back, and immediately hearing His whisper in her ear. The voice was stern, yet husky.

"More noise? I thought we were done with that..."

With a desperate wail from the depths of her being the feather slid away again, replaced by the now familiar sensation of the wooden paddle gliding over her reddened ass. She whimpered. It moved up between her cheeks. She gasped. And the blow struck. It stung and ached deeply, reminding her body of the pain of the previous lesson all too easily as it came down once, twice, again and again and again.

She was breathless by the time she'd lost count, and her knees shook, barely able to keep her up.

"P.. Pineablleeh.." she muttered, and immediately felt herself fall, the ropes around her wrists released with a simple tug on the knots. His body was there to catch her, supporting her weight, gently moving her down and unlatching her ankles. The blindfold was removed, but she couldn't even raise the strength to look up, only accepted the tender kisses hungrily.

"You did wonderfully, my darling. Absolutely fantastic. You're a good girl. A good, good girl."

The praise made warmth bloom in her chest, and she lazily kissed back, whining quietly. Weak fingers gripped at his wrist and dragged it down, between her legs with a whimper that was equal parts lust and embarrassment. The lips against her own quirked on eitherend, a rumbling chuckle escaping them as those strong fingers, responsible for so much torturous half pleasure and pain, curled against her.

She didn't have the strength to grind against him, but she didn't have to. He already knew all of her buttons. "Good girl... and good girls deserve a reward, you're right." he murmured against her neck, kissing and suckling. "Now rest up, we'll clean up when you're able."

~claps and blushes~ OH MY!!

I take it the lady approves? My pleasure ~<;

Let’s try something with room for both twists:

Rating: Adult
Themes: good little lynx boy + big bad bear thug = rough “love”
Kinks: bondage, captivity, rough treatment, abuse, size difference, dubious consent

"C...C'mon , I should be getting home..." the small lynx whimpered, struggling against the tight rubber straightjacket that kept his arms stuck to his sides. He couldn't even turn his head around, kneeling as he did with hooks going from his pierced ears to his tail. His bottom half was entirely bare except for the slick silver rings around his hard shaft and the thin spire of cool metal that went all the way inside. That was what made him yelp, the metal coming to life with a slow intensity shock.

"Now now, you know I love you. And you want to make me happy, right? Cause when I'm happy, you're happy... and besides, your slutty cock's hard as a rock."

The refusal to let him go prompted the lynx to try and get up from his kneeling position, but a pair of heavy bear paws, each one larger than his whole head, rested on his shoulders. The biker leather clad was stroking his cock so fast he could -hear- the skin slapping against his thighs, and his feet pressed down on the smaller fur's shoulders, forcing him down with a whimper onto the thick plug in his ass and secured on the floor.

"Tell you what. When you go soft from how I'm treating ya, I'll accept that you aren't in the mood any more. Till then... You're my bitch and you'll like it."

Awesome as always! :D

I've always wanted to take part in one of yours, so here goes:

Rating: Adult
Themes: Shove coyote in plastic bag: do terrible things to him
Kinks: Breath Play, Bondage, Teasing, Abusive, Musk

The coyote didn't even have time to yell for help when the thickly muscled frat boys grabbed him, his head quickly shoved deep into a half filled plastic bag. He struggled, tried to at least put himself right side up, but all the canine managed to do was dig himself deeper and deeper into the damp, stained pile of cloth at the bottom. Based on the powerful scent that burned his nose, it was probably a collection of well worn jock straps, the musk dizzying and calling something primal in him.

They didn't even talk to him, just tossed the bag on a floor and then put something -heavy- on him. It only took a few minutes of the heavy thing moving left and right for the coyote to realize he was being used as a bean bag. He whimpered, but all that got him was someone opening the bag for a moment and stuffing it with even more drawers, the straining coyote not even getting a whiff of the fresh air from outside. Speaking of air, his breathing was coming in quickly, the oxygen scarce. He thrashed, he whimpered, he begged, but nothing happened. He was just a bean bag, it seemed.

Only when he was beginning to black out did the bag open again, but it quickly sealed around the thickest cock the coyote had seen. It was seeping precum like a syrup , and he could guess what they wanted. Still, they spelled it out.


"You want some fresh air in there? Earn it."

This is excellent, thanks so much :)

Took me a while to decide on the proper scenario ;>~

Rating: Adult

Theme: Belial (my incubus from a while back) finding and "playing" with someone quite ordinary.

Kinks: Power bottom, rimming, facesitting, spanking, dirty talk.

"Oh don't be such a bore~" the succubus groaned, rubbing and grinding his bubble shaped ass harder on his victim's face. The man gasped and sputtered, but couldn't get himself out from underneath the demon's shapely rear. He smacked the large cheeks, making them jiggle, but nothing could stop the demon from grinding down heavily on his face. "Get your tongue all up in my ass, slut, so I can properly get your cock in me and ride you like a bucking bull~"

technically an incubus not a succubus

but that's ALL NOT COMPLETELY GUSHY THAT I HAVE TO SAY

EEEEE~

rating:adult

Theme:Slobby panther sitting by neat freak fox on a bus

kinks:bully,sweat,musk,fart,smooshing,akward boner,gym bag,opposites attract

"Please don't sit next to me please don't sit next to me please don't sit next to me..." the fox muttered under his breath, watching the towering, lumbering panther come closer and closer to his spot in the back corner of the bus. The black furred feline was wearing jeans that were almost yellow with wear and sweat stains, and his wife beater looked moth eaten and greasy with sweat. Much of his fur was matted with sweat as well, and the gym bag he was carrying... well, the fox could smell the intense funk from -there- from halfway down the bus.

And yet, despite his fervent prayers, the feline tossed the heavy, sweat stained underwear and sock filled bag onto his lap. The fox gagged, but his attempt at standing was rebuffed by a heavy arm putting itself around his shoulder when the bigger fut sat down. The weight made him fall back down with a grunt, tears glistening in his eyes when his next breath found itself full of the panther's musky scent. The fox tried to turn and ask the panther to stick to his seat, but his response was a heavy hand pushing his face into the fetid armpit.

"You tryin ta give me orders, you little cunt?" the panther growled, scrubbing the fox up and down his rancid pit, and grunting to let out a silent but fairly nauseating burst of flatulence. The fox panicked, tried to shove against the bigger fur's belly... and felt his hands sink into the fat, the big man just leaning on him further. "Hey hey hey, ya shouldn't worry too much about me... you're the one with a boner, you sick perv." the panther teased, the big cat's words prompting the vulpine to look down and notice his improbably tented pants.

"I don't... I'm not..." he protested, but big black fingers had already grasped the back of his head and shoved him down between thick, sweaty thighs, the panther letting go with another silent bomb. "Aaahhh.... I love indulging little sluts like you.."

It was going to be a looooong drive...

HAHA thanks,i love seeing people complain about something they're getting into like that.

Rating: Adult
Theme: A demon and a (manly) angel captured together
Kinks: Bondage, spanking, frotting, all the good stuff

Five rings locking their... prides... together.

Four wings tightly wrapped against their backs.

Three paddles on the figure 8 shaped wheel that tormented them both.

Two raging cocks, hard as rocks for easily the past several hours.

And one single desire in both of their minds.

The pair thrust as fast as they could, both groaning as their precum slicked cocks slid back and forth against one another within the ringed prison that kept them tightly together. The demon's tail lashed behind him, the thickly muscled male groaning with each hit of the paddle on his usually blue and now purple back side. The angel, meanwhile, couldn't help but notice that the more they moved the faster the paddle belt ran, and the harder their rumps were smacked.

But he couldn't stop from humping, desperate to cum. Even if he hadn't the desire, each smack on his ass was savage, making him whimper through their shared double ended cock shaped gag, the buff angel able to feel every detail of his chiseled chest rubbing against his old enemy's, to the point of being able to tell exactly where the dark ring around his demonic 'cellmate's' nipples began and ended.

He tried again to summon his magic, tried to get free... but no sooner did he start did he feel the belt go faster. WHAP! WHAP ! WHAP ! WHAP ! WHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAPWHAP!!!!

His concentration broke almost immediately, the tender skin much too sensitive, and he felt all of the magic he'd gathered flow down into the rings, the infernal metal buzzing around their bound cocks and making the pair whimper with desire and need. He glanced at the computer screen behind the demon, and felt his stomach drop.

"ESCAPE ATTEMPT SEVENTEEN: ADDING 2 TO THE 17th SECONDS = 1.5 DAYS.
CURRENT TOTAL: 3 DAYS. "

asdfghjkl *faints due to nosebleed* @________@

Quickly !! Get the really, really, really high tension paddles!

Rating: Adult
Theme: "Give me the keys from those cuffs cute kitty, and you will love it"
Kinks: Sweat, Musk, Piss, Ruining through the ass, Size Difference, Snuff, Breathplay, Feet, Bad End

"Hey kitten. While the sheriff's out responding to that call, why don't you grab that key over there and give it to me?" the elephant asked, nodding towards the table. His hands were locked up in shackles above his head, and feet were locked into solid looking metal boots that were bolted onto the floor. "You don't have to free me, just let me wiggle my toes a bit. I've been locked up here for three years, and I just want to give em a little air."

It hadn't seemed like that bad a request, really. Just giving a prisoner, even if he was a massive scarred elephant, a little respite... but as soon as the boots were both unlocked, those tree trunk thighs jumped up and squeezed around the cat hard enough to break some ribs, the smell in the air from those sweaty, three year old socks making his eyes water. He struggled, he fought, but before he even noticed he was thrown to the floor, and the man used his trunk to catch the falling keys and unlock his arms. Now freed, the cat found himself underneath not only the worse smelling foot he'd ever had the displeasure of sniffing, but the golden stream of a man who'd been pent up for almost an entire day.

"Please! Pleasengmmmmfff!" he begged, but the elephant just put more weight on his face, pressing the powerful, damp sock down on his lips and nose and making breathing a difficult chore. He couldn't breathe, couldn't see, just felt the heavy thump as the man sat himself down. And then there were sausage thick fingers gripping his waist and pulling him onto a cock thicker than his arms, the cat crying out. He tried to struggle, tried to get off, but he felt like he was being torn apart by the massive piston, and his cries were silenced when the pachyderm shoved him down until his face was trapped between those two slimy feet. "Mmmgmgggfff!!!! MFFGGF!!!"

He couldn't breathe, the cotton was too damp, too slimy, he felt each thrust in his asst, but couldn't scream...

The darkness took him just as he felt his own cock, tiny by comparison, spurt a feeble , barely felt orgasm, the elephant's laughter shaking through his entire body as he drifted away.