Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I'm in the mood for experimenting. This RP will be insanely smutty like all my others. 3333 But this experiment is on cock, and breast size. Cocks that are feet long, and wide. I want them to make me feel like their tearing my plastic-like body in half. Breasts, also huge. I really want to stretch the limits of reality, as this is the one and only place it's possible. 3333 Please, don't be afraid to PM me ONLY if you're interested in helping me Experiment.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I am interested in doing a smutty rp. One revolving around two cousins and incest. Possibly black mailing his cousin into sleeping with him. I have a couple ideas if you want to work on something.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I love Bimbo style rps so I have a few ideas that hopefully you might want to try out and I can expand upon later. My ideas for this would fall under three categories. The first is there is a female cop examining a drug smuggling operation and after following a reliable lead goes to a warehouse where she is taken captive by the mob boss. He explains that he is actually starting human sex trafficking, and that she will be the first test subject for his sex addiction drug. The other two involve students. The male student would be a nerd, rejected by his peers he turns to either science or the dark arts to get his revenge. Here the student starts to infect the popular girls, the female teachers, anyone he can to finally get the girls that he has been desiring.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I'm in the mood for trying out futanari with a lovely lady. And original plots. Sex-Robots, Mind Control, Space-Travel, and all around sex-filled, sexy rps that are just filled to the brim with kinkiness. 3
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I'd like to try a Sex-Robot RP with you
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking I've got some very naughty dark scenarios that you may enjoy. Would love to discuss them over aim or yim if you are interested.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking No YIM. Sorry.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking PM'd you.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking Hi, I'm interested in doing a incest pairing with you, pregnancy and blackmail
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

RE Looking to be your new slut... Returned No Longer Looking If you'd be interested in a roleplay, any sort, really, feel free to send me a PM.
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

Updated. Bump
Thread: FUCK. ME. [Craving Virtual Reality RPs MxF or FutaxFuta/F]

FutaXFuta would be nice, send me a PM
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

Brandon sighed as he finally stopped into town. his arm was currently in a sling, his shoulder still hurting. No, it wasn't broken necessarily. Just had a hole in the shoulder. He sighed as he put his Pokeballs into one of the few empty bins to let them rest and he turned it on. It asked him to register his name. Putting his full name in took longer than he would like with only his one active arm.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

It was the last room, it only had one bunkbed in it and was the smallest in the whole pokmoncenter. Alana had claimed the bottom bunk. She had recently registered. She went back to the register to hand over her pokmon for a check-up. Seeing a new face who interested her. Hi there. She said. Alana was a woman in her mid-twenties and a dedicated pokmon trainer. She never had any interest in fame though. She stood about 5'8ft tall and had a lean athletic build and her curves had guys staring more often than she liked. Her long black hair hung in a braid over her right shoulder, her eyes were big and dark blue, her skin tanned from all the traveling. She was dressed in hiking boots, khaki cargo pants and T-shirt.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He turned to her and then he smiled, seeing a new face. At least there were some lively people around anymore. Hey there, he told her, turning from his Pokemon as they now rested. And who might you be? he asked her, trying to keep as much of a straight face as he could. After all, the last thing that he needed to do was give someone the wrong impression about him. Even after the horrible incident that he had gone through. he wanted to show that pain off, to show that he was terribly hurt and still was going to suffer for quite a while. At least, he guessed he would. He couldn't stop getting images of the scene out of his head for more than a few minutes.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

I'm Alana it's nice to meet you. She said, returning his smile. But she could tell he wasn't really happy, the smile never reached his eyes. Are you alright? She asked, referring to the sling and all. She knew something was up, part of being a good trainer was paying attention to detail to notice if your pokmon might be injured, which they would never show.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

For the most part, yes, he replied. He didn't want to say what exactly was wrong. There's nothing really terribly wrong, he said, and then added to himself, Not unless we count the incident, but never mind that. he then looked into her eyes. A genuine concern for him? That was a first.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He didn't want to talk about it. Their conversation was interrupted when Chansey arrived. Chan, chansey chansey. It said and Alana looked at it, recognising her pokballs, her cinccino sitting with them. It jumped on her shoulder and hid behind its scarf when seeing Brandon. She put the pokballs away. Thank you Chansey. She said. The nurse pokmon quickly went back to work. If I may ask, what happened to your arm? She asked him. Cinccino was a little uneasy with Brandon, peeking over its scarf.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He smiled at the Cinccino that was so shy around him, knowing how certain Pokemon were. But his smile faded after the question was asked. Bullet to the shoulder, pierced the joint, he said, sighing. Machine gunners, he told her, shrugging. I was ambushed. Never knew that they were there, why they were there, anything, he told her, hiding the fact that he had something else to hide.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

Alana was pretty good at reading both pokmon and people, she had a feeling there was more to it, but she couldn't possibly expect him to bare his soul to a stranger. I'm sorry to hear that. If there's anything I can do, just let me know. She said. Traveling had to be hard when you could only use one arms, maybe she could go along to help out? Ci, cinccino. The pokmon said. It had been saddened by Brandon's story and obviously wanted to help too.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He chuckled a bit and he said, There's been done what can be done, but I thank you for your offer, and that of your Ciccino. he smiled a bit before he turned to his Pokemon. SO very strange. All I had done was set them aside and I was alone by myself when I was ambushed. Killed one of my Pokemon as well as they very nearly killed me. I managed to get away and they were subdued by local authorities and the anti-terrorist teams. Still...they did get my arm and I was grazed by bullets in numerous areas. People can be so...evil, sometimes.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

True, unfortunately. Alana agreed. It has to be hard doing everything with just one arm. Maybe we could travel together for a while, I could help out with little things. The more rest that shoulder gets the better. She said. Cinccino was watching this scene with interest, Alana usually wasn't one for traveling companions.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

I...think that your Pokemon is one to be confused by your action. Do you not take traveling partners, normally? he asked her and then he asked, If so, then why take one now? especially a cripple who'll do you more harm than good? It's not that I'm complaining but I only have one arm and that's hardly something to work with, considering it just so happened to be my good arm that was hit.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

No, not normally. But I'd like some human company. Alana said. It seems you could use some help with day to day things until you shoulder heals and I would like some human company to talk too. She said. It would work out just fine. That is if you're OK with traveling together.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

I'm fine with it. Just so long as it works out, he told her, smiling. That, and I hope that you are up for a good deal of exploration. I like to go places, especially of late. of course, he chalked that up to the fact that he was still looking for a reason to go on living. Most everything that he had gone through up to this point was making him silently contemplate his life.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

I sure do. I spent more time camping than in cities. I like the fresh air, though I have to admit Altomare had a certain charm. She said. She had spent several years there in the hope to catch either a Latias, Latios or both. Cinccino jumped on Brandon's uninjured shoulder and nuzzled his cheek. Looks like someone isn't shy anymore. Alana said and smiled. It was Cinccino's way of welcoming Brandon.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He chuckled, having heard of this as the way that Cinccinos generally welcoming those that they felt comfortable around. he smiled at the Pokemon before turning to her and he asked, So you were there, hm? Looking for legendary Pokemon, were you? I admire that in a sense...not many have the real courage to try.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

I was. Of course it doesn't help that they can turn invisible. Alana said. But patience does pay off and in the worst case you get to see every knock and cranny of a beautiful city and still not see them. Not a bad worst case scenario. She said. Cinccino returned to Alana's shoulder. So which room are you in? She asked, having a feeling it would be nr. 27 since it had been the last one with room when she'd entered only ten minutes before he showed up.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

The last room, apparently, and it's a bunk room, he said, shrugging. Room 27, I think? They said that it was occupied by one other, though, so that's going to be fun. I hope that the person I'm with isn't a jerk or something. he had no idea that she was his roommate.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

No need to worry. I'm your roommate. She said. This way. She said and lead him to the room. She decided to move to the top bunk instead, she couldn't expect him to climb up with that shoulder afterall. I'd like to see your pokmon. She told him.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

When they're rested, you'll be able to see them. Gotta take them out of town, though. They're relatively scary to people who haven't seen them before and the last thing I need to do is cause a ruckus in the town that I'm staying in, he told her, shrugging as he sat on the lower bunk. To think that he was bunking with a woman!
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

Scary? Now you got me curious. Alana said. Bunking with a man sure felt a little awkward, but he didn't strike her as the type to try and peek or anything like that. What pokmon do you have? She then asked him. She loved pokmon and after all that traveling she wasn't easily scared.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

You'll see, he told her, wanting to give her the surprise once she DID see them. Then again, he was not sure how surprised she'd be. After all, that one boy...Ash Katchum...hadn't been too phased, or if he was, he had learned to suppress after a little while.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

Alana smiled. Alright. She said and jumped down, holding a towel, big T-shirt and toiletries and headed into the small bathroom that only held a shower, sink and toilet. She locked the door behind her only to find the lock busted. Well he knew she was in here. She stripped down and turned on the shower.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

He listened to the random shower noises and he sighed. Had it been her...he could have walked in there and gone naked and done her in the shower, like she always loved when he did. He sighed again, holding his shoulder. I'm sorry, Elise... he whispered, a tear trailing down his cheek as he let the memories flow. He would have to shut off the waterworks when she was done, but for now, he would mourn her again.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

Alana never took too long in the shower. Roughly fifteen minutes later she came back out. She could see Brandon's eyes were still red from crying, but said nothing about it, it wasn't her place. If he wanted to talk, he could. Dressed in just panties and a T-shirt a few sizes too large she came out. her E-cup breasts jiggled a little when she walked. She put her things in her bag and climbed into the top bunk. This supposedly would give Brandon a good view of her legs.
Thread: Brandon's Troubles, a Pokemon RP (for me and Mera1506)

However, he merely walked into the bathroom himself and got into the shower. He sighed as he showered, thinking about her. He looked behind him, thinking that he felt a presence, but nothing was there. He let out a shuddering sigh as he sniffled and leaned up against the wall. Why? Why did you bastards take her? he asked himself, gazing down at the floor. She was gone forever, just admit it. Gone. There was no getting her back through mourning. Why, then, did he still have tears to let loose?
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

In the middle of the tropics, there is a small island called Resort Island Haven. The Resort and hotel had been an upstart several years ago, the brain child of a man with way too much money on his hands, and a desire to make a playground for his adult friends. By employing all the locals, it cut the existence of the original town to nearly nothing, everything had been transferred to Resort holdings, houses and roads rebuilt to keep the facade that this was heaven on earth, if you were over 18. Until four days ago. It started as a sneeze on the private jet into the resorts landing strip. Everyone on the plane had been infected by the time they stepped off. No one was the wiser, and they were allowed to mingle with the rest of the residents, and since the next scheduled take off wasnt until the day later, the sickness had nothing buy time to brood. Anne had been at the hotel for a week, enjoying the luxury of the resort. Her uncle had just secured the 10 million mark in his oil drilling business and had splurged for the entire family to come here for a two week celebratory vacation. At 18, this should have been a dream come true, showing off her athletic yet still curvy body to the hot guys. But the average mean age of the guys here was 28, which meant, while they looked, a lot of them wouldnt dare come near her. And then the sickness started to manifest. At first it was a couple of vacationers, fevered and quarantined. But then the numbers swelled, quarantine wasnt holding them, and the original perpetrators went missing. Soon, everyone was suspicious of everything, the fever taking hold of many more than it left unscathed. Anne was one of the few, she hadnt gotten sick, but now it was a matter of ensuring it stayed that way. The fever made them crazy, zombie like, searching for fresh meat, untainted meat, and right now that meant her. Anne hurried through the deserted street, avoiding being seen. At least they were kind of dumb, that helped. But she needed to find food, and some water before darkness set in. That was the challenge of the evening.
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

PickleChiffon said In the middle of the tropics, there is a small island called Resort Island Haven. The Resort and hotel had been an upstart several years ago, the brain child of a man with way too much money on his hands, and a desire to make a playground for his adult friends. By employing all the locals, it cut the existence of the original town to nearly nothing, everything had been transferred to Resort holdings, houses and roads rebuilt to keep the facade that this was heaven on earth, if you were over 18. Until four days ago. It started as a sneeze on the private jet into the resorts landing strip. Everyone on the plane had been infected by the time they stepped off. No one was the wiser, and they were allowed to mingle with the rest of the residents, and since the next scheduled take off wasnt until the day later, the sickness had nothing buy time to brood. Anne had been at the hotel for a week, enjoying the luxury of the resort. Her uncle had just secured the 10 million mark in his oil drilling business and had splurged for the entire family to come here for a two week celebratory vacation. At 18, this should have been a dream come true, showing off her athletic yet still curvy body to the hot guys. But the average mean age of the guys here was 28, which meant, while they looked, a lot of them wouldnt dare come near her. And then the sickness started to manifest. At first it was a couple of vacationers, fevered and quarantined. But then the numbers swelled, quarantine wasnt holding them, and the original perpetrators went missing. Soon, everyone was suspicious of everything, the fever taking hold of many more than it left unscathed. Anne was one of the few, she hadnt gotten sick, but now it was a matter of ensuring it stayed that way. The fever made them crazy, zombie like, searching for fresh meat, untainted meat, and right now that meant her. Anne hurried through the deserted street, avoiding being seen. At least they were kind of dumb, that helped. But she needed to find food, and some water before darkness set in. That was the challenge of the evening. Click to expand... Jack wolfwood owned a gunstore and was a crime lord for the island at 29 wa srich and powerful but for the year before the zombie plague came hge ahd stocked up on everything from food and water to guns and ammo. he was walking around the street looking for survivors not that he ever found one but today was different. he turned the courner and saw a survior walking slowly trying to avode being seen by those things. a zombie turned and saw her though, Jack was quick to resond with his silienced walther ppk strick the zombie in the head and it fell he quickly ran to her saying get your ass over here if you dont want to die. he qiuckly looked around some zombies where comming outof the wood work drawn to their sent. and Jack grabed the girl and started to run back to his store.
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

Anne was in shock, her ears ringing from the sound of the gun blast, her mind had yet to register the most important fact, he wasn't sick. She tried to keep up to him as he pulled her along behind him, his grip hard and hurtful as they ran. She was yanked in to a structure and tossed against the wall as the stranger secured the building they had ducked into. Anne rubbed her arm, knowing there would be bruises there in perfect sillouttes of his fingers tomorrow. She tired to catch her breath as she looked at him, trying to determin if he was friend or foe. Even though he was still alive, you just never could be too careful.
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

PickleChiffon said Anne was in shock, her ears ringing from the sound of the gun blast, her mind had yet to register the most important fact, he wasn't sick. She tried to keep up to him as he pulled her along behind him, his grip hard and hurtful as they ran. She was yanked in to a structure and tossed against the wall as the stranger secured the building they had ducked into. Anne rubbed her arm, knowing there would be bruises there in perfect sillouttes of his fingers tomorrow. She tired to catch her breath as she looked at him, trying to determin if he was friend or foe. Even though he was still alive, you just never could be too careful. Click to expand... Jack looked out the small window of his store as he secured it. they had out run the zombies thankfully. Jack turned towards the girl siad you didn't get bitten did you? as he looked her up and down. he had his gun pointed ready to kill her if she was. once convinced she wasn't going to turn on him. he holstered his gun and said go take a shower ill get some food ready he told he where the shower was which didn't have a door just the almost see though curtian for the shower.he got some water and some peanut butter sandwhichs for for them. he quitly snuck a peek as he heard the water run. she was hot, he smiled as he went back to the food and started eating.
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

Anne took to washing herself quickly. Her back turned to him and against the see through shower curtain, so she missed his apprising look of her figure. She turned the water off, and opened the curtain. She found a towel beside the shower on a chair. Taking it she dried her hair quickly before wrapping the towel about her body. She blushed when she met his eyes. See? No bites. She moved towards the table and where Jack was sitting. Her hair tightening into small ringlets, as it began drying. She took a bite of the sandwich, and regarded him carefully. Do you have any clothes I could borrow? She asked softly, suddenly fully aware, she was with a complete stranger, older stranger at that, and she was nearly naked. Her eyes darted around his place. Fortifications had made it nearly impenetrable, the walls were thick and made of concrete. She was very happy to have been found. My name is Anne, my family had been staying at the resort... she choked on the words. She was fairly certain her family had been completely infected, and those who had been resistant were easily killed by the ones who were.
Thread: Resort Island(christian7_41king&Chiffon)

jack had finshed sandwhich as she asked if he had cloths she could wear he thought for a moment and shook his head sorry i don't. i am Jack Wolfwood. he watch her as she choked on her words about her family. its ok i lost my loved ones too. he siad trying to make her feel better it had been almost a couple months since he done anything sexual with a woman. he shook his head again. he was a crime lord but not stupid. he stood as he finshed his meal and put his dishes in the sink. Anne you can sleep when your done eating, ill keep a look out. he checked his gun and he then lead her to his bed then left to keep an eye out for the zombies.