Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

To Ken, this girl that fell on top of him must have had some kind of screw loose thanks to falling through the roof of his house. She was speaking in such an odd way and though the position she had him in seemed rather...erotic, she wasn't making any other kind of move on him other than trying to explain her actions which was a miracle to this particular young man as since it was him, he'd be getting much more than a slap to the face right now...maybe a punch or a knee to the groin. Instead, she rather politely apologized to him and wondered if she worried him at all which was a bit of an understatement. Well...yeah, I am kinda worried...sorta, Ken started, not taking his eyes off of her for a second. People just don't fall through roofs everyday, not to mention the fact that you probably have some kind of concussion right now...Ai, was it? Ai. It was such a pretty name for a girl like this. And she told it to him of her own free will. Not like before where he had to get most of his information about a certain crush from Souma. It felt...natural, much more natural than the provocative was she was sitting on him. The young man's gaze began to trail from her eyes down her body. That white number she was wearing was leaving little to the imagination, at least in his eyes. She might as well have been naked right then. And just as he was thinking that, a new problem was beginning to arise...in his pants. Ken had certainly had those kinds of thoughts about girls in the past, but of course, he would never get the chance to act on them even if he wanted to. The young man was beginning to fidget around a bit, trying to keep the swelling desire in his lower body a secret from Ai. When it became apparent that it was becoming a futile effort, he finally pleaded to her in a nervous tone, Um...you wouldn't mind getting off of me now, would you? You're kinda...well...heavy... Now things were beginning to feel a bit familiar. It was that kind of talk that would get him in trouble with girls in the first place had he ever been lucky enough to get that close to one.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Yes, I'm Ai, she said. Suddenly, there was no sort of hesitation on that. She had simply adopted it, and would change it up again if that turned out to not be correct. There were some wonders to having a brain that was only partially organic in nature. As Ken told her that he was worried by her, and suddenly she felt something... something pressing up between her thighs. Someone else might have been bothered by that, but the connection seemed clear as day to the mildly concussed Ai. Oh, was all she said. She moved back a little bit so that she was sitting on the upper part of his thighs, staring down at the pants he was straining against. Here. If you are worried, I can relax you, she said, blithely reaching for his zipper, swiftly, deftly opening up his pants before pulling down the zipper, giving the waistband a jerk so that she could free him of his restrictive trousers. Is this satisfactory, Ken? she asked, settling her hands up on his thighs, looking down at him with those same eyes. They were warm eyes, filled not with mocking or even lust... just simple curiosity and a vague need to make sure that he felt better. After all, she had just destroyed his roof and then landed on his bed. It seemed only natural for her to see to his needs, even if he didn't vocalize it. He had asked her to get off, though, so she did just that... she raised up slightly, leaning forward, her breasts swinging forward in her outfit, as she put her elbows on her knees and more or less just squatted an inch or two above him, technically pulling her off of him but making the situation no less compromising.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Ken let out a deep breath as Ai eased herself off of him. If she didn't feel so heavy, he might not have felt so relieved then. Having a woman on top of you and not trying to tear your face off was actually a good feeling to have. He began to lean forward to try and get up, but something stopped him dead in his tracks. The girl was looking down, down at the bulge in his pants that had made him so uncomfortable having her on top of him. This was it, he thought to himself. This was the moment where she was going to scream in terror and slug him right in the gut. What he had known to be reality, however, took a back seat when it came to this particular female. Rather than tear into him like a wild dog, Ai simply stared, almost as if she were curious about the tent that had poked at her thighs. Then, like some gullible child, she abruptly began to tug at his pants in order to try and free the beast within. W...wait a minute, he muttered as she unzipped him. WAIT A MINUTE! he yelled as she tugged down on his trousers and exposed his semi-erect manhood to the open air. What the hell was this girl doing? Going by what she said, she took his discomfort quite literally and assumed that his erection must have been the source. But she couldn't be that airheaded, could she. At least Ai was now getting up off of him...in the most slightest of ways possible. The angle she posed in front of him, it was as if she were positioning herself right between his legs, ready to lower the split in her body right on to his shaft. Though the thought of having his virginity taken in such a manner, Ken relented and began to back away, his pants struggling to stay up as he did so. In fact, when he backed all the way up to the wall, his pants were completely around his ankles. Nothing a quick upward tug wouldn't fix. What do you think you're doing, huh? the young man shouted to her whilst pointing his finger at her. You don't just pull a guys pants down when he's feeling uncomfortable! That kinda thing's supposed to be restricted to the bed only. And even then, I've only known you for like five minutes. At least take the time to get to know me better before going for my junk like that.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

By the time his pants were down, Ai was already taking his manhood into her hand, her soft fingers wrapping tight around the base and giving him a squeeze before he could jerk back from her, and his commands managed to finally bring her to a stop. She watched with unblinking eyes as he stood up, backing up from her the way he did. ... did I do something wrong? she asked, for a moment sounding genuinely hurt and confused. He had said he was uncomfortable, and she was just trying to make him more comfortable... It followed a sort of logic. A sort of logic that came to a robot that had just smashed head-first through someone's ceiling. It... it wasn't terrific logic. ... only the bed, she said. And with that, she was standing up and walking his way, and he would get the first taste of her inhuman strength as she picked him up directly off of the ground, her hands gentle but the pressure like that of a vice as she picked him up by his biceps and started to walk him back to his bed. Know you better, she repeated again, setting him down firmly on the edge of his bed. Her hands went from his biceps to his shoulders as she pressed forward suddenly, pushing his back against the bed. There she was again, straddling him, her hands settling onto his stomach as if this were the most normal place in the world to sit, completely paying no mind to the obtrusion between his thighs. ... tell me about yourself, Kensei Noragami. I would like to know, she said. It... wasn't quite a monotone. Instead, she sounded earnest, curious, almost like a naive child, but her voice was far too adult for any such thing. She was a woman, as every single part of her seemed to attest, especially the parts that she was pressing against him right then as she used him as a chair.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

What Ken said would probably have made sense to even the dimmest of women, but the particular girl was dumb beyond belief...well, not exactly dumb per say, but she seemed to take everything he said literally. Case in point, Ai came to his side once more and as Ken looked on to see if there was finally a hint of logic in that thick skull of hers, he was lifted off the ground as if he were as light as a feather to her. W...what the hell! the young man yelped in surprise. Now he knew something was wrong with this girl. He was beginning to have a suspicion about her, but he couldn't quite bring himself to blurt it out to her. Besides, he had a more pressing matter to attend to and in quite the literal sense as she once again laid her deceptively heavy frame on his chest, this time on the bed. She questioned him once more, wanting to know a little bit about the man named Kensei Noragami. He began to ponder what he should do then as he looked upon Ai's curious gaze. She might have been...different as far as women were concerned. But it was beginning to dawn on him that this was probably going to be his best oopportunity. It didn't seem like she was setting out to hurt him, so why not give it a shot. Um...well...I'm eighteen years old. I live...alone. That's because my parents divorced and I didn't want to go through the trouble of going back and forth between them. I work at a caf and...well...my best friend is kind of a womanizing pervert... The young man stopped at that point fearing that he was starting to ramble on. But at least he was finally having a normal conversation with a girl. It was kinda nice, actually...
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Oh. You are lonely, Ken? Ai asked, giving him a curious look until he brought up his best friend, the womanizing pervert. Hm. He lived alone... no parents... and she had just crashed through his roof. She might have been a very, very strange girl, but her intelligence was quite advanced. And just then, she felt bad. Felt bad that she had hurt this lonely young man's home. And then something seemed to come to mind, and she sat straight up, taking the pressure off of him some. Is there anything I can do to make this up to you? she asked, looking up suddenly at the hole she had made in his house. I am well-versed in domestic chores such as cooking and cleaning, entertainment such as song and dance, or if you would like, I can perform intercourse with you, she said with all the flair of a waitress announcing today's specials. Apparently, his earlier arousal hadn't quite left her memory yet, and as if to illustrate her point, she reached down between them, slender hand coming to rest between his legs, upon his hidden penis.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Eh...lonely? Ken replied with almost the same curiosity that Ai showed him in his response. He wasn't exactly lonely, at least not in the literal sense. He did have Souma and there were a few girls at school who could tolerate his presence, but when it came to wanting to achieve a relationship with a woman, it was probably the most accurate thing this strange girl let loose from her lips at that point. Speaking of which, his response seemed to trigger something in her. She actually eased up off of him a bit and, as if she had suddenly remembered how to speak like a normal human, explained the various talents she was capable of. What Ai said at first actually made him somewhat interested. Amongst the many fantasies of women he had, he held a particular interest in maids and dancers. It would be nice to have some form of entertainment and an extra pair of hands when it came to cleaning his house. Then there was, of course, the bedroom talents. She didn't really need to explain that part as she had already demonstrated well enough her willingness to please him by any means necessary. Trying to ignore her soft hand on his crotch again, the young man instead tried to change the subject. Well, he started, removing her hand from his crotch and holding it gently within his own. If you really want to make it up to me, you could help me fix this roof. It gets cold this time of year and having a gap above my head won't help me keep warm at night, ya know? And since I think you mean well, maybe I could keep you around for a bit. At least until we figure out what you really are. Girls like you don't just come falling out of the sky, after all. How does that sound?
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

It really seemed as if Ai's mind was somewhat one track. Namely, her hand didn't seem to want to leave his crotch, and he would find her curiously resistant to his touch. No matter how hard one pulled or pushed, it seemed like she was unmovable unless she wanted to be moved, short of having a team of burly men with a pry bar on hand. She seemed to be thinking about something, or more accurately, processing something. It had been on the backburner for a little while as her systems checked themselvs to make sure they were not corrupt. There were a few things missing, but they felt like intentional vacancies, like there was something she needed to learn... and it seemed to revolve around this young man. Kensei Noragami, she whispered in her quiet voice, looking at him with curious yellow eyes. ... will need lumber to repair the roof. I can keep you warm tonight, she said, keeping one hand on his crotch, the other moving behind her. There was a quick zipping noise, and the suit was falling forward some, revealing a body of absolute soft, white perfection, her breasts coming free of the, ahem, quite clingy suit. Her hand gripped suddenly, not to his hidden member, but to the lap of his pants as her eyes remained fixed upon his.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

It was amazing how much of a one track mind this Ai had. No matter how logical Ken tried to make things seem to her, the only concern she seemed to have was to make sure his body was well satisfied by her touch. Her hand was back at his lap again and she was acting all too eager to sleep with him or perhaps do something more. As he suddenly regretted not getting lumber from the home and garden store days earlier, the young man suddenly heard something coming undone with a zip. Before he knew it, the strange girl had left herself bare for him to see. And what a view it was! It was one thing having to gaze upon the bare buttocks or chest of a woman who would shortly kick his ass seconds later, but with Ai, the experience was far more pleasing to the eye than he could ever imagine. It was getting to the point where Ken was almost willing to give himself over to the girl just so that he could get this whole situation out of the way and try to resume a somewhat normal life. You...you're not going to stop until you have sex with me, aren't you? He asked, his eyes shifting to one side as if he were struggling with the idea that was running through his mind just seconds earlier. If you aren't...well...I guess I could let you feel me up for just a bit. That thought alone was enough to get the young man slightly tensed up. He was basically signing away his innocence to this young lady. If her attitude was any indication, she would be making him squirm under her touch very shortly.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Ai wanted to say it, as much as she could want anything. That she needed his DNA. But there were things that she was prevented from talking about, in case it might mess with the future. She needed his DNA to confirm who he was and that he was who they needed... and, well, there was certainly ONE way to test DNA, and she had been given a body that was very nearly as human as anyone's could be. She even had a navel, for as much as she didn't need one. Would you like my mouth or my vagina? she asked, as upfront as she ever was as she slowly undid the zipper on his pants, hardly taking no for an answer now that she had gotten a single yes out of him. She was pulling his pants down his legs, giving him a beatific smile as she reached out again to wrap one soft, dainty hand around his shaft. For all that steel lurked beneath that flesh, one would think that her touch was as gentle as the daintiest, frailest flower for all that those soft slender fingers slid along the body of his cock.
Thread: More than a Machine (Trixie & I)

Mouth or Vagina? God that sounded dirty. But then again, AI seemed to have no shame from the moment she met him. And, he did basically agree to this, so it would seem hypocritical on his part to go back on his word now. As Ken mulled over which orafice he was to give himself over to, he could feel the girl's hands going right to work on his pants. Since he pretty much forgot to button up the first time she undid them, there was no real problem for her to get them down to his knees and once again revealing his manhood to her in all its glory. When she reached out with her hand to grab the thing, he was almost afraid that she was going to crush it what with her insane strength. But where he should have felt a grip like a vice, there was instead a gentle hold as if one were embracing hands affectionatley. At once, the sensation shot into Ken like a bolt and he inhaled deeply almost on instinct so that this new, wonderful feeling wouldn't go away. As she began to slide from the base to the glans, he slowly began to relax his body now that there was no fear of her ripping the thing off of him by accident. It felt so damn good and he didn't want it to stop, but he knew that there was more to come. Before he could become addicted to the feeling of this handjob, he blurted out suddenly and while gripping his bedsheets with his hands, M...mouth... almost shamefully. Ken knew what a blowjob was. He had seen it on those adult DVD's that he would borrow from Souma on occasion. He saw how once the guy's penis was inhaled by the woman's mouth the look of pure bliss on his face followed shortly by a dribble of semen escaping her mouth. That thought combined with the gentle caress of Ai's fingers on his shaft brought him quickly to attention.
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Bump...for halp. XD
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

You got a PM
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Bump...from le job. 3
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Bump sone more.
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Bump...gimme some love.
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Oh lawd...here's another BUMP
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Le bump
Thread: Immortal Regis! (Ideas ahead, want to discuss details)

Bump for hope. XD
Thread: Sweet Gift (Queenofwolves and 	Azayzal)

the outfit Gen shivered as a cold breeze wafted over her from the gapes in the carriage. Every time she shifted, her manacles clanged and jingled. She just couldnt understand why her father had allowed this. One minute she was asleep in her comfortable bed, the next being dragged out by three guards. They dragged her to the maids, who immediately began to undress her and place her in an outrageous outfit. They combed her long curly, red hair so that it flowed smoothly down to her waist. The styling went even as far as to smudge along her eyelids so that her golden honey eyes popped out. Every time she tried to ask them what was going on, they would divert their eyes. Before long, they had her placed in golden silk, making her look exotic. With each bump in the rode, Gens body shook from the carriage. She was too nervous in order to sleep while they took her wherever they were going. When she finally saw her father, she had called out to him. She asked him why was she being treated like that. He promptly informed her that she was a gift to the opposing side. Out of all her sisters, she was the youngest and most beautiful. So out of attempt to create an alliance, she was made a gift. It didnt take moments before she was screaming and fighting. She refused to become a pet for a wolf, refused to be a slave. She knew it hurt the guards to have to chain her and throw her into a carriage. She always treated her people kindly and with goodness. The fact that they were doing this to her, just hurt more than she could bear. Gens mind finally came back to her as the carriage was pulled to a stop. She was standing and waiting for when they opened the door. The carriage door was opened and she was trying to run out and escape. The guards grabbed a hold of her chains and pulled her to a stop. With all the strength in her, she tried to fight them. Even with her fighting, they managed to latch a collar onto her neck and tug at her. It was a battle getting her into the greeting hall, where they knew the head wolf was waiting.
Thread: Sweet Gift (Queenofwolves and 	Azayzal)

Liam sat on the throne in his hall his eyes closed in quiet contemplation The elves have brought your prize my lord one of his guards informed him, he opened his intelligent eyes slowly the bright blue staring deeply into his soldiers dim-witted brown I can smell them he informed the guard who flinched gently as Liam stared at him. He rose from the throne taking the steps quickly, he was not what you expected of a pack leader he was not the biggest brute instead his strength came from his rare intellect and vast cunning, truth be told he was the runt of his siblings. His guards formed rank behind him as he headed down the hall ready to welcome his guests though the elves and the lycan had been at each others throats for hundreds of years, Liam however could see the advantages in a mutually beneficially relationship. He waited for the doors to open his sullen face changing to a mask of happiness Ahh my welcome guests please do bring the princess in he said his voice dripping with sweetness, he raised a hand to call off his guards who had already instinctively moved into an attacking formation. Liam could see that they were struggling to bring in his prize Ulfric, Yohen help them escort our guest of honor into the hall as soon as the words were spoken the two largest of his hand picked guards moved forward grabbing the princess firmly but not enough to bruise their masters guest.
Thread: Sweet Gift (Queenofwolves and 	Azayzal)

Gen jerked at her arms that the wolfs two guards now held. Her eyes were wild with rage and fright. She was acting like a stallion, unbroken and ready to destroy anything in its path. The lycans had no trouble with forcing her onto her knees in front of the king. All of the elf guards hung back by the doors, as they were feeling uncomfortable being here. At least they got to go home, she was stuck here, unwilling. She ran her eyes along the king, not surprised to see he was handsome. There had been stories of him being attractive and intelligent. That didnt mean anything to her, she didnt want to be his slave. Gen glared at the king before her. Slowly one of the elf guards stepped forward bravely. He practically withered under the glare she gave him. This is the princess Gen, your highness. Her father the King delivers her to you as a peace offering and a gift. She is your to do with what you wish. The guard wouldnt even look at her. They were giving her up like a piece of meat, like she wasnt one of them.