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Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

Good. I will see you tomorrow General Secretary. He then left the comfrince room. Later that day there was the meetibg with the military leaders. All of which pushed diffrent opions. Some said the Japanese were the biggest threat. Some said the Germans. Some wanted Russia to stay out of wars in Europe or Asia and focus on internal security. No one, however wanted to pull put of the Poland invasion, or the war with Finland that was in it's first planning stages.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

For the most part, as she looked over the plans, she would begin to ask questions about the plans with Finland. For the most part, she would be leaning towards internal security, to consolidating the gains... even as she would speak of a pair of defensive lines that would need to be put in place. One in the east, to discourage the Japanese, and another in the west, to delay a German betrayal.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

They told her of their plans to march more than two hundred thousand soliders over the boarder to capture certain resources the General Secretary had considered valuable, and to give Leningrad, only ninty miles from the boarder, some breathing space. The general were misaprehensive about committing so many troops as well to boarder zones. This will all be a massive drain on our manpower. Said one.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

She would nod, and seem to be somewhat unconcerned. It would be. On the other hand, we can use local assets, and there remains several important things. We do not need to have an actual force in the east, the Japanese must merely be aware that there is a defensive force in position, and that opening a front in Russia would be unwise. She would chuckle. No, it is the Ukraine and Leningrad where we must prepare defenses against German offensive. I have already discussed part of the strategy with the Politico. While the domestic side is important, we must also prepare for whatever tricks the Nazi has in store for us. Still, she would sigh. Still, we cannot be sure where the strike will land.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

Did we not just sign a pact with Hitler? Mumbled one General. We are plabbing to invade Poland in conjunction with them. But there was no open descent on the German point. The Samurai have been bold enough to test us before. Do you think the threat of force will be enough to deture them without forces ready to chellenge them? A younger commander asked. Why leningrad ee are avout to secure it? He was refering to tue Finnish campain.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

She would look to maps of Finland, before she would speak. We shall have to change tactics for the Finnish campaign. While the Blitzkrieg would work in central Europe, where the ground is flat and there is an extensive network of paved roads, but.... She would frown, looking at the map. There are not enough roads and too many rivers there, and the resupply areas are far from the line, but at the same time.... their defensive line is thin and weak. She would grin, before chuckling. Instead, let us use our numbers to their best advantage. Which, for the Finnish campaign would involve fully equipping all divisions with proper winter gear, and then forming three points, tanks supported by artillery and aircraft concentrated in three parts along the line, with the infantry not far behind. The political commissars would be strictly advisors for the campaign, and overall, the focus would be on a speedy victory. Preparations would have to be made against ambushes and gurrellia tactics, and cohesion would be paramount.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

All of the generals seemed a little startled at her revelations and many of the things she was saying. A lot of it sounded unnecessary and some of it was just confusing. The Fin's wouldn't last long, how could they against the soviet armed forces, they, such a small country and so poorly equipped as they were. There was no need to prepare for Guerilla tactics, they were fighting a professional army not woodland bandits after all, and supplying the army and deploying it like she suggested would be expensive in the short term. What is Blitzkrieg General Secretary? One of them asked. It sounded German but they were otherwise unaware of what it could mean. They looked puzzled at the maps and wondered what battle lines she was seeing that they were not, as they had planned and accounted to attack the known defenses to best effect.
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

She would pause, and shake her head. A tactic that the Germans have developed, and what looks to be the key component for their strategy. But, for all that it may well prove decisive in Central Europe, it will fail miserably in Finland. She would snort a bit. As it is, it relies too much on the swift movement of tanks, flat country with few rivers, and a extensive road and rail network in place. She would shake her head. Attempting such tactics were they are not present.... it shall only meet in frustration and humiliation! She would then pause, and seem to gather herself. And comrades. We know we possess the superior force. The Fins are well aware we possess the ability to crush them in a head on battle. So tell me this. Why would they offer to pit their forces against one that will go through them like an American through a buffet line?
Thread: At the Center of History: USSR (frightorflight and RPG-Girl)

The buffet line joke and the talk of why the Fins would be fitting seemed to leave the military heads slightly confused and wondering. They refused out demands General Secretary Either we must back down and give up valuable nickle and coal resources, or we must go and take it. But against the small Finish Army it will be a quick battle. They cannot hope to win or give much resistance but it is their country is it so strange they would fight? They have no choice so they might as well keep their pride with some show of resistance. Boomed the deep voice of one man. Perhaps they think France or England will send them some aid, or even Germany.
Thread: My Hanyo ((Potter-Kun x Akiravadel))

They had traveled together for a really long time. They'd both grown and changed over time. After defeating Naraku and Kikyo's death things had really changed. It seems her relationship with Inuyasha was finally able to move forward. Although those three years away from him really made her long for her long lost Hanyo. She decided to stay with him leaving her time behind or more appropriate her future. Kaede offered a small home within their village to her and she offered for Inuyasha to stay with her. Besides the kiss they shared and admitted they wanted to stay together the relationship hadn't really moved yet. She wanted it to go forward but she was so shy. Over a few months of being back she became less and less shy. They'd spent many nights together but now she had a plan. She was going to invite him to lie in bed with her. Although she was worried about him smelling her arousal. She knew his nose could pick up on those smells and maybe he was pretending to not notice for her sake. Either way she wanted him. Making a nice stew she invited him over that night and wore her slim yukata. She left her hair down and actually used a gentle red tint of lip shade on her lips as she waited.
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

48. The time stop device fun anymore? Last edited Jun 12, 2024
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

49. A rookie cop or two eager to impressive try make an arrest without waiting for back up. They quickly learn they picked the wrong guy. 50. Sister Jackson is trying to rid her location off a evil spirit. However the nun is completely out of her depth and is soon overpowered. 51. Desperate to control their unruly daughter parents call in a discipline expert. Their signature gives him free will to do whatever he wishes. 52. While exploring a long abandoned building the young lady comes across alien Tentacles or another hiding out. It's only too willing to have her company. 53. Even though she is completely trashed she decides to stagger home after the party. Making a drunken mistake she takes the wrong short cut home. Last edited Jun 23, 2024
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

54. A priest use the weekly confusion to blackmail the more attractive women off his flock.
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

55. Tentacles Or vines infest an apartment block and have fun with the females who live there..
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

56. A Dom mistress is horrified when her sub suddenly decides he wants to become a dom! Last edited Dec 27, 2024
Thread: Mx Female Non-con fun!! (Con if preferred)

Happy hump day!
Thread: ~Missulena's Web~

I post journal entries here. Maybe just to work on my writing or complain about stuff. Whining is nice sometimes. It helps get everything off your chest. I wish I had more food to eat. I'm really hungry.
Thread: ~Missulena's Web~

Journal Entry I lost 3lbs, apparently. I now weigh 103 lbs. I really should eat more, but I don't have a lot of food. Prolly should go shopping, soon. I have a sinus infection and my head hurts really badly. It's like someone inflated a balloon in my head. The light is just the worst headache trigger, so I keep everything dark. Except I had to go to the doctor to get prescribed antibiotics and the light was so intense, I had my eyes closed the entire time. The doctor asked me to open them, but I could only get them open a crack before shutting them again. Even my laptop light is hurting my eyes, so I had to dim it. I drove through Taco Bell because I didn't feel like cooking for myself and they accidentally gave me Diablo sauce. I'm really annoyed that they got rid of the Verde sauce, but since the Diablo sauce isn't really all that spicy, I ate it, anyway. So I went home, ate my food, took my pills and watched Magi The Labyrinth of Magic on Netflix. Aladdin is adorable in that series. Work has been getting rough on my body. I have to stand around a lot and my back and legs are just really not all there. I should try and get a desk job or something. As much as I like my job, I can't keep doing physical work. It's killing my back.
Thread: ~Missulena's Web~

Journal Entry 2 Wowee, Tizanidine packs a punch. My muscles have been aching a lot, despite the potassium supplements. So my doc prescribed Tizanidine. It makes me incredibly sleepy.
Thread: Defined By Birth (Silentworld & Faetal Attraction)

Rowan cursed his ill luck. Not because of the rain as he sat in the back seat of the impressively expensive towncar. In fact the soft pattering of the rain upon the metal roof was the most comforting part of this entire situation. He had no surname, tradition dictating that he would have taken his father's, had he known who the bastard was. Or what was given to him by his owners had he been younger. But no, unless this family decided to give him one now, Rowan was all that he had to go by. Looking up at the massive mansion in the center of the city, he wondered who could have possibly loved there. It was too large, too much space taken up in his opinion. The caves of the mines seemed more comfortable at this moment. More familiar. Even his clothes were strange. His well toned physique did not take kindly to the fitted servant's suit. Appearance wise it did, the dark colour of the fabric and red tie matching with the similar shade of black that was his hair and stubble that garnished his chin. But the way that it tightened against his throat was like a noose. In a sense something of his had died once he was chosen for being able to read and write, having been noticed trying to teach a few other human children to better themselves. There was a call, the driver answering in a hushed voice, so low that his human ears could not catch what was said. They are ready for you, go on. Don't keep the girl waiting. He was instructed. Taking a small umbrella from the door he moved through the rain quickly, up to the towering front doors and slipped inside. The entry hall was more massive than he imagined. A dozen homes of his kind could have fit in there alone, and seeing the pair by the stairs he figured that was who he was going to be serving. That thought felt like someone was running a cheese grater against his brain. He would have much preferred to stay in the mines than wait hand and foot upon this child. For that is how he saw her. Whatever race she ended up being, Rowan no longer assumed after once having his nose broken for getting one confused for another, she was smaller than him, and younger. Well. No matter, not like he had a choice at all anymore. Maybe she would get tired of him and they would send him away. That was the best the man could hope for. As he approached he knelt so that his face was level with hers, trying to take on a kindly voice, one filled with a layer of mockery as he treated her like she was younger than he knew she was. I'm here to replace Yvonne, my name is Rowan. You are getting to be too old for a nanny now aren't you? Big day is it not? Finally old enough to boss someone around it seems. He did not really know what he was supposed to do, besides do what her father orderes. As a blanket command he needed to keep her safe and out of trouble first and foremost, while trying to heed what she wanted. Other than that? It's not like he was raised for this.
Thread: Defined By Birth (Silentworld & Faetal Attraction)

Rowan braced himself for what he was doing, intentionally trying to set off the young woman who was now the object of his annoyance. Not with her specifically, but of their situation. Upon seeing her face change to something more annoyed and watching her ears flatten he knew he was almost there, and it was as she rise her hand to strike at the groomed stubble upon his chin that he had accomplished his small goal. But rather than a brief flash of pain like he was expecting, he felt nothing, looking down into her bright blue eyes with his hazel ones. A small moment of surprise widened his eyes as he looked at the nanny. The name she had spoken and her own actions were special in that she was able to get away with it. And as he rose so as to stand strait he shook his head. You should have let her hit me Miss Yvonne. The princess should get used to battering her subjects like the rest of her kind. Rowan had not known that he would be serving the mayor's own daughter. In fact he had no idea exactly what family it was up until now. He had been picked up and quickly forced into a form of reconditioning. Which failed if his attitude was still as it was. Weeks of training on manners and how he was expected to heed every command had been knocked against his skull, each time failing spectacularly as he held onto his pride where many others would have jumped at the chance. The only real consolidation here was that he would no longer have to worry about his next meal, or if there would be a cave in or explosion. But all those things paled to the subservient nature of the job in his opinion. His clever smirk fell away as she gave her own name and held out her hand. While the new steward was not impressed with her tone, a notice of her pink cheeks showed that at least she seemed embarrased enough. He took her hand in his fingers, a stiff curving of his shoulders as he gave a small bow. Likewise then Miss Aiko. He thought she looked cute at least, and decided to try and reign in his negativity just a bit. It was not her own fault that he was here, and he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt for now. Calling her Miss though, that left a sour taste upon his tongue. Whatever this was it was going to be a big change. From the older female guardian that Yvonne was, to someone like him. If you can just tell me where I will take care of it myself Miss Yvonne. Rowan spoke to the nanny with more respect than he had given his new owner. A guarantee of age. I wish to get to know her a bit better, privately. I fear that she may act differently when you are around. He spoke softly, the large open spaces daunting to him. He gave the building the same respect one would a place of worship, and despite his words and tones, they were always hushed. Miss Aiko. Could you show me your favorite place in the manor? It would be greatly appreciated. His voice was kinder, taking advantage that the nanny was still there to get what he wanted.
Thread: Defined By Birth (Silentworld & Faetal Attraction)

Rowan was trying really hard to not look like a fool. What the young lady had said about being nearby made too much sense that he had wished it had crossed his mind. No whatever they have I will make do with. He said sternly trying to save face. Even if his primary impression with her had no doubt been poor, he already regretted his thoughts on getting kicked out. No, they seemed like honest folk for now, and he probably could just escape if something happened to put a wedge between them. As she explained her choice of reading, Rowan smiled, a small turning upwards of the edges of his mouth. And where is your favorite place to escape too? He asked as the man stood straiter, even as Aiko relaxed. The change in her face, from the serious and annoyed to the softness it had become mirrored in his own. His dark eyes shinning, surprised at his own interest in the matter, but not uncomfortable because of it. We had some, maybe two hundred books between the five thousand of my town. Most are manuals for the machines, the fiction we have can fit on a measly two shelves. The idea of having something new to read was an astounding one, and it nearly left the man speechless. I thank you for that, it will be nice if you could recommend something for me. Though I have to admit that my vocabulary is lacking so anything difficult might take some time. Rowan humored the idea of asking his owner for help. The very thought of the young woman, even as attractive as she looked sitting there amidst the mass of cushions and covers was hilarious to him. Hilarious and not likely to come to be. He was motioned to sit, and did so, noting how close they had to be even with him on the edge of the makeshift bed of cushions. Rowan forced himself to relax. To let loose a deep breath that calmed his tense muscles and had him leaning with an elbow upon his knee as he listened to her regail him with the splendid image of an island away from everything. It sounds like a wonferful place. Quiet, and away from all worries. He admitted. The thought intrigued him to be going along, and yet there was hesitation before he nodded. How long until you wish to return do you think? And who else will be going Miss Aiko. Even if he was a steward and servant of them, did they really think it wise to pair him alone with their next of kin? Maybe his impression upon her parents was off. He had thought they would be prideful and place their only daughter on a pedestal. Yet the more he thought, the more that he started to reaize, possibly incorrectly, that they did not even care for their silver haired princess. Forgive me if I am overstepping. Rowan spoke out. But do you not have any reason to stay off the island? Certainly you have a friend or two that you might wish to remain within travel distance of? Or a young man you like. He did not know why these words came out, he had quite literally just met with her. But something about the way she bathed in the desire to get away drew pity from the older male. He wouldn't try and take the place of a caretaker, but he was also to new to this wholr situation to mind his tongue.
Thread: Gender Bender/Bimbofication Fun!

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Bump? So I'm still a bit new to the bumping rules, I'm an off and on user. I understand you can only bump every 24 hours, but does that mean you can only bump one of your threads per day, or is it that each thread has one bump per day? I'm sure an admin will see this, so if I'm doing something wrong, please let me know.
Thread: a change in the weather. (w/ yourdaddy69)

We're having a guest for dinner tonight, Angie. Eight words - one sentence. Somehow, that tiny little sentence ended up being the words that would change nineteen year old Angela Callahan's life completely on its axis. Until that day things had been simple - or at least as simple as they could be when you're a teenager and dating someone in their early thirties but hey - he was hot and he was rich and he knew how to both fuck her and love her. Or, at least, the teen was under the impression that he loved her. Maybe not - maybe she was too childish, too naive. Maybe she was just easy to trick and she'd fallen for it but really, Angela didn't care. All she knew was that the last few months of her life had been some of the greatest and she never wanted that to change. Finding out that her mother had a new fiance just made everything seem even better - her parents had her when they were still in high school and split before she was even walking, and Angela had always felt like her mother deserved to find love again. Sarah Callahan was proof that some times your high school sweetheart wasn't who you were meant to be with - and from what Ange could tell, this man really had promise. Because they were so close in age, a mere sixteen years apart, the two often felt more like distant sisters to each other than mother and daughter now that Ange had grown in to an adult. So Angela aided her mother in preparing dinner a simple roasted chicken with some stuffing, soft melt-in-your-mouth biscuits and mashed potatoes - the kind you mashed yourself, not the kind from the box. Meanwhile as she prepared she texted with her boyfriend, letting him know that she wouldn't be able to see him tonight as her mother had company coming over. Luckily he had been roped in to a shift and so Sarah was left in the clear to have the night to herself and to celebrate her mother's love. Before long their meal was almost finished being cooked and there was a knock on the door. After telling Angela to watch the food while she answered it, Sarah dashed to answer the door. The women looked very similar Angela had inherited her straight nose and curly brown hair, and though Sarah stood a couple inches taller than Ange, Sarah's genes had still won out that battle against her father's height at six feet. However, Sarah's bright blue eyes lost the dominance battle to her father's brown and Angela was left with eyes the color of rich chocolate. It was the only feature she seemed to take from her father and the dark gaze was a stark contrast from pale, lightly freckled skin. As Angela mashed the potatoes, one job left to be done, she heard the door close from the entrance to the house and she couldn't shake the feeling that something very, very bad was about to ruin this very, very good day of hers.
Thread: How to update an Archived Request Thread?

Hi! Quick question I have an old archived request thread . I wanted to update it, but realized I can no longer edit the pages, not even to copy the BBCODE to paste into a new thread. How do I do this? Does a moderator need to give it the OK? Or do I just need to bite the bullet and recompose a new request thread from scratch? Many thanks!
Thread: How to update an Archived Request Thread?

The site's request thread and bumping policy answers this question as well as some other frequently asked ones about Request threads. I've gone ahead and un-archived that thread for you, so you should now be able to freely edit it as normal now. As this situation is resolved, closing this thread. Feel free to PM staff with any further questions.
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