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Thread: ~Tarnished Gold~{Darkwolf12 x loneiysong}

She chuckled and pulled back and kissed her pussy lips one last time. Although, you told me to sotp, didn't you. I should stop. She stroked her thigh and grinned watching her. She was teasing the girl. Promising, but pulling away. It was how one trained a pet. She kissed her collar bone. I should go make sure your dinner is being prepared to your liking. Go ahead and rest. She stood up and walked away.
Thread: ~Tarnished Gold~{Darkwolf12 x loneiysong}

The blonde paused as she let what the woman say register in her mind before throwing her head forward to glare at her the best she could. You can't just leave! At least untie me! She cried after her, Elena already gone. With a sigh she laid her head back down, looking to her binds before attempting to tug free of them. Ringing her hands over in over to try and slip them off. These actions only making them dig deeper into her skin.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Dr. Mor let out a sigh and ran his hands through his hair in frustration. No matter how he looked at it, he just didn't have the data pool to draw any meaningful conclusions. For a moment he thought wistfully of Belua Asylum, of how easy it was to test theories. Say what you will about their methods, they at least got results. It only lasted a moment he wanted to help people like those poor patients, not butcher them like some of the others had. Shaking off his dark thoughts, Mor caught sight of the clock and cursed. He had managed to lose several hours in his work, and now he was late for an appointment. One of his contacts in the Toronto area had come across a possible lead on an unusual loner that might make a good subject, provided it was true and they volunteered, of course. Frederick Astaire was waiting with a small group of people. Once a week or so, Mor would lead a small tour group on a nature hike. Ostensibly it was to advertise Mistik Refuge, but it also provided a decent way for Mor and Fred to be in contact without leaving a potential trail that someone could follow. The last thing he wanted was to let Belua learn what he was up to and poach his guests. At this point, the routine had been well established. Mor would lead the group off along the trail, explaining the benefits of natural settings and fresh air on stress relief, showcasing a few of the rarer flowers and birds that lived in the area, and generally selling the area as a good place to stay. They would break for a snack and drink at the waterfall and Cliffside, where Mor would talk with a few of the guests individually, always including Fred. Also routine was Mor's skepticism that Fred had a genuine lead. From Fred's description, this was yet another lonely old lady who might not have been the prettiest and had a fondness for cats. Kids always told stories about people like that, and he suspected that that's where the rumours of odd occurrences in her neighbourhood came from. Still, the trip itself was pleasant enough, and the waterfall was beautiful as always. The trail had sloped gently upwards into a natural valley in the hills, until you came to the waterfall itself, where you were abruptly faced by towering cliffs. A hollow of sorts had formed around the waterfall, creating a secluded area that sheltered from the summer heat. Whenever the wind blew through, a quirk of the rock formations caused an almost musical low, whistling sound. Even if Fred failed to come through again, Mor could at least take the time to enjoy himself. He stood for a while, watching the misty spray of the waterfall and the ephemeral rainbow it sometimes hid at this hour.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

A scream shook Mor out of his reverie. What's going on? Was someone injured, is there a threat, or did someone just overreact to a mantis or something? Moving quickly to the front of the group, he was struck by the size of the white wolf before him. Damn, what's a wolf doing here?! Everybody remain calm! Mor knew that in a threatening situation like this, one had to keep a firm hand on people to keep panic from setting in. Everybody, move slowly away, don't make any sudden movements. Stay behind me, we don't want to spook it anymore than it is. Mor worriedly scanned the treeline, trying to keep the wolf in view. Wolves are pack hunters where are the others?
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Oh shit... Nina thought, backtracking a few steps. The panic reeked off the people in front of her. One woman looked like she was about to faint, and another was retching off the side of the cliffs near the waterfall. Only one person had their camera out snapping pictures. Well at least I guess one of them right. Mor hadn't noticed her at first but as he stepped forward his eyes widened and he quickly swept the group up behind him, his eyes glancing from her to the forest. He doesn't recognise me, Nina realized and shook her head at her stupidity. Of course he wouldn't recognize her wolf form. Suddenly a small stick hit her in the head, snapping her out of her thoughts. One of the group had detached himself by foot or two and she caught his hand dropping to his side. She growled, lips curled back at him for hitting her. Then she caught Mor's gaze and cut her growl off short, sitting back on her hind legs and chirping at him.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Dammit, who threw that?! Don't they realise provoking a large angry wolf is a really stupid idea? Mor bit back the urge to shout loud noises could only make the situation worse. Mor's thoughts were racing, trying to spot if any other wolves were around, trying to think of a way to diffuse the situation without risking the people behind him, trying to think of what he would do if the wolf charged. Outwardly though, he remained calm. As Mor scanned the trees, his eyes met the wolf's by chance, and it immediately stopped growling. Abruptly, Mor was struck by the inconsistencies of the situation. Why is the wolf alone? For that matter, what is a white wolf doing in this climate? At this time of year they should be greyish brown. More importantly, why hasn't it made any aggressive moves, especially after being struck like that? If anything, it looks almost expectant... Unbidden, he thought of the last time he'd seen a white wolf curled up, shaking in a white cell, distrustful and wounded in both body and spirit. It couldn't be...
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

She continued sitting on her haunches, even though the dirt bit into her tail, and it was an uncomfortable position. How do dogs sit like this? The group was quietening now, waiting for her next move. She still felt bitter towards the man who had thrown a stick, but attacking wouldn't help matters. Even if she really wanted to. However she also felt the urge to run away, another wolf instinct she was fighting against while she waited for Mor's memory to catch up. Would it had been smarter to wait at the refuge? Probably... She chirped again, her voice high, and she swiveled her ears towards them so she seemed non aggressive. She had practiced this many times, in case she bumped into a hiker out in the woods in Russia or on the seldom times she Changed inside the city. She even stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth for the full effect, letting her tail curl around her body and her shoulders relaxed.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Mor couldn't believe his eyes. The wolf seemed to be acting... almost friendly. He was drawn once again to the thought that he knew this wolf. You have two conflicting sets of data. One suggests this is a dangerous predator, the other that everyone is safe. Find out which is correct test. Mor spoke in a clear, calm voice. We're all going to slowly back away. If we wait in the hollow, we should be safe until she leaves. The tour will be cut short with a wolf in the area, we will have to come back later. Wait for me to give the all clear, then we'll go back. No one do anything stupid like throwing something else at her. Now to see how the wolf reacts...
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Her ears picked up his words and she struggled hard to understand them. The one downfall to her wolf form was the language barrier. She couldn't speak to them and they're words were mostly lost to her ears unless she concentrated. And even as she did, the only words she was able to comprehend were come back later... and go back. With a low bark she jumped onto her feet, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the man who hit her screamed like a child. Turning on the spot she danced back into the trees, quickly gaining distance from them. She didn't have time to wait for Mor at the waterfall. She had no idea when Derek would be back. Her best chance would be to change and meet him as he came back to the refuge. She pushed to run faster, her feet barely touching the ground as she flew through the woods.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Mor stared in shock he had tried that just in case, but he didn't honestly think that it could have been her. Why would she be here? I'd have expected her to be as far from people as possible. He shook his head. He could worry about it later, when he returned later. For now, he had to make sure he got the panicked guests back before they did something else stupid. He took a quick headcount, gave the woman who vomited a towel to clean herself with, then gathered them all up. The coast is clear now, so we're going to walk back to the lodge. Everyone stay together. If anyone sees the wolf again, don't scream, shout, or throw something at it. Just tell me, and we'll back away until it moves on. Now, let's go.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

They're close, she smiled, and felt the impulse to meet up with them on the trail. That was the appropriate thing right? Come to them. No... the human part of her brain argued, That's the wolf cub in you too impatient to wait here. Not that she cared to seem human the more wolf she was, the safer she felt in her pink skin. So she ambered off, prancing down the trail with a glint in her eyes, hoping she wouldn't spook them again. She had only been jogging for a minute or two when the path curved right and she heard another branch break and someone swear. She slowed her pace a little, trying to act like she hadn't just been jogging and hadn't even broken a sweat. From around the corner a figure jumped out, jogging suit flashing neon blue as they kept jogging around her and down the path where she came. Standing there blinking, Nina slowly comprehended her idiocy. I assumed he'd still be on the trail. But it was obvious now, as she listened to the stillness around her, that Mor and his group had made it back to the Refuge during her Change. She waited a moment longer, straining her ears to make sure he hadn't come back in the forest to look for her. Content that she was alone Nina turned back, hoping she'd have better luck inside the facility.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Mor managed to get the group back without any more fuss. If nothing else, they seemed impressed with Mor's level headedness and knowledge of basic wilderness skills. One woman in particular wondered if he did tours often, especially wondering about the possibility of more private tours. Mor reminded her that she could check the tour schedule online he seemed somewhat baffled by her crestfallen look. Still a little shaken, Mor returned to the main lodge. He intended to use one of the empty rooms for a hot shower he felt he'd earned at least that luxury. First though he had to confirm with the receptionist if he had any appointments left, and if so, he had to cancel them. The potential meeting in the woods later was to great of an opportunity to miss. Could I finally have a found a supernatural person to test my theories on? Not only that, but one that already knows me? It's almost too good to be true. His receptionist was still at the front desk, nose in a textbook of some sort. Mor cleared his throat. Miss Jones, could you please check if I have any appointments today? Something has come up that demands my attention. Miss Jones gave a start. Oh! Uh, not that I can think of, let me double check. She started clicking through the files on the computer. Not that I can find, but... um, there was a woman here earlier looking for you. I told her you were leading a tour and, uh, she left her purse here and went looking for you. So I think she'll be by again and-- She was cut off by the bell above the door tinkling. Wait, actually, here she is now! she exclaimed, pointing over Mor's shoulder. Her turned around as the last woman he expected to see walk in the door. Suspicions were one thing, but seeing Nina step through the door way still came as a complete shock. It was definitely her, he could recognise her despite appearing far healthier and more confident than the last time he saw her. Mor felt his mouth drop open somehow, he couldn't manage to close it again.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

The last kill had gone wrong. Horribly wrong. Not that she hadnt died, but somehow the police were there within the hour, like theyd been notified. At first, I worried someone had spotted me...but no witnesses came forward with my description. Still, I need to be careful. If I get caught, it is all over. And there is still so much to do I need to pick my next target. Katerina walked into the facility, hearing the tiny bell ring off to the side. Her eyes fell to the Reception Desk, and the girl holding her purse. She was pointing at her. A familiar man at the desk turned as the secretary said something and his mouth fell open as his eyes gazed towards her. Finally, Nina sighed, her shoulders relaxing. If she had to keep hunting him down any longer she would've given up and gone home when Derek appeared. As it is, I have no idea when Derek is arriving. Standing up a little taller, Nina tried to walk calmly forward, but the puppy in her couldn't help but break into a prance. It had been months since she'd seen a friendly face. Even her pack had left long ago, after realizing she was no longer part of it. For the first time in a long time Nina didn't fell so alone and with a hop to her step she pranced up to Mor, throwing her arms around him in a quick hug before bouncing back. His mouth remained open and she laughed melodiously.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

How... Mor was having a hard time getting over his surprise very rarely does the answer to a problem waltz in the door and hug you. He tried again. What are... No, still not working. She was clearly amused by his attempts at cobbling together a coherent thought. His mouth opened and closed a few times soundlessly. Eventually, he settled on a simple truth It's good to see you again.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

And you, she replied with a dazzling smile, her English coming out clean through her heavy accent, I hope I did not come at bad time. She stifled a laugh at his loss for words once more. It was obvious her surprise appearance had caught him off guard, as well as her new knowledge of the English language.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Mor shook his head. Before she was difficult to understand thanks to a thick Russian accent she must have been practising. Not at all, Miss Silvka. It was a surprise seeing you, is all. I'm glad you were able to... get away from your previous hard times. Mor saw Miss Jones out of the corner of his eye, eagerly watching the scene, as she mouthed the word Prison? to herself a speculative look appeared in her eye. I'd assumed you would have returned to your pa- er, family. He cursed his near slip of the tongue. The supernatural wasn't well-known enough to risk someone having a hint as to her identity. Especially if they were still looking for her.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Her voice died off but the voicemail continued a few more seconds, and Taryn could hear her friends labored breathing, as every gulp of air became harder and harder. Even after the voicemail click off Taryn sat there, staring at her phone crying, waiting for something more. After a while she came to her senses, starting the car and pulling into traffic. She felt so numb that all her movements were on autopilot, and soon enough she found herself in front of Jess's apartment. Her friend had asked to come here, to find something . She wasn't sure what it was, but it had to be important as all hell if Jess wanted her to know before she...she... More tears sprang forth and Taryn fought hard to calm herself long enough to see clearly. She had no family here, for last foster family still in Egypt. She had left them for Toronto, partly because she wanted to start anew, partly because she worried she'd hurt them if she stayed. Yet they never phoned, or looked for her. Taryn realized when she moved to Toronto that she hadn't truely been a part of their family. It had been a facade. And now her only friend was dead, leaving her back at square one. All she had left was a voicemail and an apartment to turn over. With one final shudder she stepped out of her car, swallowing her pain and focusing on her goal. She caught the secretary mouthing the word prison and her nightmare jumped to the front fo her mind, the blood from her face draining. The images were still vivid, playing like a broken disc, over and over in her mind at the worst of times. With a strained voice Nina asked for her purse, snatching it from the girl's hands a little roughly and looking to Mor, Can we talk...privately?
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Mor wanted to slap himself. In front of his receptionist was no place for a reunion, and he had probably just dredged up bad memories. Of course, of course. Where are my manners? Miss Jones, you'll have to excuse me for a moment. He held the door open for a visibly shaking Nina, gesturing to follow him. Once away from the door. We've got a few choices for a place to talk. Well, two really, but we can also get you a bite to eat first, help calm you down. You look hungry, and Aras is amazing at preparing quick, delicious food. Afterwards, or right now if you prefer, we could go to the nature trail you found us on earlier... Mor gestured to the woods, or my cabin is just a short walk that way, pointing at the small hill.
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Nina's ears perked at food. She hadn't eat yet and just the thought of food made her stomach growl. She was sure he was just trying to be comforting after his ignorant receptionist made a mess of things. But the offer of food was too tempting to pass down. I eat a lot, she warned, and added, Your cabin after?
Thread: *Bez Soznaniya Krasa* Mistik Refuge (BurningWillows & Georgie_Leech)

Certainly. Let's go see what Aras has convenient. Mor led the way to the mess hall. The smell of bacon had been replaced with the subtler aroma of fried onions, mushrooms, and grilling steak. As they entered, they could see Aras pouring some sort of alcohol that made the frying pan fire up and sizzle like mad. The chef glanced back at the pair. You're early, chief. Dinner will not be ready for a while yet, yeah? Unless you are hungry now? Maybe something for the skinny girl too, yeah? I have extra steak I can cook, be ready quickly. Without waiting to hear their reply, he tossed a large steak onto the grill. Mor glanced at Nina. How do you like your steak?
Thread: Bestiality Craving

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Thread: Bestiality Craving

Craving has returned. This time, I don't mind what kind of animal you choose to play. It can even be an owner offering whatever pet he has. Just need to fill this craving
Thread: Cryptic's Request Thread Proper - Seeking Creative Females Updated 27.7 New RP ideas

RE Cryptic's Request Thread Proper - Seeking Creative Females Updated 27.7 New RP idea TAKEN It's just a game. This idea is pretty dark, it is basically a RP comes to life type of thing. My idea is that MC takes yours hostage, whatever he does, the kinks etc can be worked out between us to suit our tastes, anyway the basic plot is that along with whatever he does to YC, he makes her play a RP online about it as well, so he writes what he does to her and she responds with how it makes her feel etc. The dark sadism of course being that YC is crying out for help but anyone reading it just thinks that she is really good at playing the RP. Meet your daughter! Available In this one MC is a guy who donated sperm when he was 18 years old, the donation resulted in YC. Now all these years later he meets a younger woman YC and despite the age difference they get along great and make love. Of course this younger woman turns out to be his daughter. We can work out details to suit both of us in PM. Any takers please PM me.
Thread: Willing to fulfill your story request.

Bump! If anyone is still interested.
Thread: Willing to fulfill your story request.

ummmm hello?
Thread: Willing to fulfill your story request.

If I haven't responded back just yet don't worry, I'm getting to it!
Thread: Willing to fulfill your story request.

Style said MorbidAngel said Hi! I'm looking to write with anyone who has a strange idea for a story, I'm very open about anything. Even if it's not that weird I'd still be willing to help out. Send me a message and let's see where things go. Click to expand... Sounds great! Do you have AIM? Click to expand... I prefer PMs! I'm sorry.
Thread: Willing to fulfill your story request.

Is there a reason you blocked me? We were suppsoed to RP.. I went to respond the next day it said I have been blocked.
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RE Gender transformations My f-list is on my profile, message me if you wanna get something started.
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RE Gender transformations Red Demon said As the title says. I'm craving some transformation fun. With either one or both our characters going through one or several transformations. Gender and other transformations are to be expected. I'm willing to play any gender and play with any gender. I will only play by PM or by threads and if you want to contact me then please send me a message with more than 'wanna start rp'... I have several ideas stolen from comics The transformation game. Comic 1 Comic 2 Two friends meet up and play a game that totally changes their lives. The cursed Comic 3 A girl gets cursed with being able to grow a dick and grants her some level of control over other women. The alien suit Comic 4 A guy gets an alien suit that transforms him into a woman. The magic necklace Comic 5 A guy picks up a necklace that turns him into a bimbo slut. Other transformation comics that I want to use as inspiration Comic 6 Comic 7 Comic 8 Especially like the last story in this one. Comic 9 Comic 10 Comic 11 More comics and plots coming ..... Click to expand... Hi! I'm mildly interested in your ideas! I have wanted to play where I or my character grows a dick. It would be fun. Can we chat about it?
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RE Gender transformations this sounds intresting the aliensuit or a hospitle
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RE Gender transformations this one still active?