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Thread: Yuri RP Request - (Need a GIRL) Hot Shower Rape

RE Yuri RP Request - Need a GIRL Hot Shower Rape StayFrosty said Alright, so I just thought this up and it's gotten me pretty excited just thinking about it. I need a girl to pull off the compliant, yielding girl on the swim team who's just got out of the pool after school hours and encounters a more daring and dominant female bully figure myself in the shower room who rips off the girl's swimsuit, calls her dirty and soaps her down with a sponge and loofah until she's bare red and soapy. At that point the bully proceeds to force herself upon the other girl and violate her using her own body and the loofah. I love this idea, but what do you think? PM if you like the idea and would like to explore this fantasy of mine with me. Click to expand... Hello 3 I'm new here and I saw your post and I'm kinda interested in doing this rp I know this is rreeeaaally late like 4 years xD but if you're still interested in doing the rp I'd be happy to roleplay with you!
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Frederick was a wealthy young man. He lived alone, happily, working a small clinic, at the age of 19. His money trickled in through interest - so wealthy he was that he could simply do nothing and live off of it. He was smart enough to not worry about high school, and his parents, oil barons that they were, had been rich enough in death to assure his easy life. It was wonderful. But he found himself bored. So he had experimented with tones and the human mind. It was interesting, really, how many secrets it held. He smiled, as he learned of the special set of tones connected with the subconcious. When he spoke the words, those who heard it would often feel as if they had thought the words he had spoken. The result? Generally people would feel what he had said was a great idea. Or something to that effect. He had yet to test it. So he would today, in the clinic. He wore his lab coat, bleached and white and smooth, and under it jeans and a sweatshirt. His eyes were peircingly blue, his hair short and black. He smiled as he called out his next appointment on the intercom. Time to put it to the test...
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Claire sat in the lobby, reading a magazine as she waited for her appointment. The fifteen year old was supposed to simply come in for a typical check up, make sure everything was fine. Claire? He's all right for you, the receptionist said. Her blue eyes looked up from the magazine to the woman, head nodding. Thanks, she said, setting it down and heading to the room. A hand moved up to move a strand of her longer blond hair back behind her ear. Hi doc, she said, giving him a bright smile as she came in and sat on the table. He was cute, and she was impressed at how successful he was at such a young age. Though, she had never really considered doing anything with him. The skirt of her school uniform rode up slightly as she sat, though she didn't really notice, simply looking to him, waiting for the check-up to start. If you wanted a different char to start with just say so, I figured the first could just be some girl to test the powers on, and we could introduce the main interest later.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

He closed the door behind her and smiled back. Excellent, this would be perfect. He went through the routine of the check-up and found nothing out of the ordinary. He stood up and put away the equipment, looking over at her. You know, don't think me forward, Claire, but... he tilted his head to one side, deep in thought, and handed her a pair of scissors. Don't you think the skirt is far too long? he asked. It must get in the way terribly.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Claire went along with the check-up, doing as he asked while they went along. All the typical tests, say Ahh, breath deeply for the stethoscope. They seemed about done when he handed her the scissors. She gave a confused look, about to ask him what they were for when he spoke again. Wait, was it him? Or was it her own thoughts? Huh, he was right, it could get pretty annoying sometimes. It is pretty long, she said, looking down to it. Slowly she took the scissors to the fabric, cutting along until it was very short, only going a couple inches down her thighs. Much better, she said with a smile and nod, tossing the fabric into a trash can next to them.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Much better. he said. And they show off your legs better, too. he said. Too bad about having to hide such a pretty body under all those clothes, huh ? he asked, wondering how powerful the voice could be. Surely it wasn't that great, was it?!
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Claire nodded, looking to the now-revealed parts of her legs with a smile. Yeah, I'm glad I thought of it, she said, not really caring or wondering how the idea had even come to her. Suddenly she thought of something else. All of these clothes were so constricting and hiding, why wear them? She had a cute body, why not show it off? Her hands went up to her shirt, undoing the buttons and tossing it aside, sliding the cut skirt off along with her shoes and socks, now simply sitting there in her panties and bra. Much better, this needs to be shown off, she said with a grin.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Huh. So it wasn't almighty... or rather, was it up to interpretation? Eh, he didn't mind much either way. Luckily... Why don't you head out the back way? he asked, opening the door for her. So you don't give old James a heart attack. he clarified. Have fun, Claire.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Claire nodded happily. Thanks doc, cya next time, she said, simply walking out and thinking it was perfectly fine that she was only wearing her bra and panties. Luck was on her side, she lived pretty close to the office and her parents weren't home, letting her get back before they freaked out about her showing up essentially naked. Even as she walked outside in public simply in her unmentionables, Claire believed all of that was her idea, cutting her skirt and removing her clothing, not upset at all.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

So it did work. He briefly wondered on the possibilities. Any woman in the world, so long as he talked to her, was literally his to control. Slowly, it dawned on him, what this meant. He could command any girl to do whatever he wanted. The world was his. Awesome . There was one girl in particular he wanted. A beautiful girl, about his age. So very sheltered, a bit of a nerd... but he knew for a fact she was likely pretty. Her usual outfit just didn't show it. He grinned wildly, writing a letter of invitation to his home to her. He would just have to wait a few days...
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

The next day, Anne looked over the letter, giving a light smile. A boy from their town, he seemed to want her to come over, hang out or something. She thought it was cute, sending a letter like that. Biting her lip in thought, the brunette walked into where her parents were, asking them if she could go, if she should go. They were supportive, very much wanting her to, excited that she was opening up and would be going to see a boy. Even more so because of who it was, a local hero of sorts, Frederick the young doctor, a rich, successful genius at nineteen, only a year older than her. The day after she left and walked the distance to his house, reaching the large home in about twenty minutes. She was early, though usually was to most appointments. The brown eyes to match her long hair stared through her glasses at the mansion-looking home. So cool, how he could afford to live here. She walked up and rang the bell, sighing a bit to try and calm herself. She was nervous, mostly from simply being apprehensive about meeting someone, let alone him. The girl wore a sweater with a t-shirt underneath and her bra, slightly loose jeans and panties along with sneakers covering her legs. Always she wore clothing that wasn't very revealing at all, hiding away her toned body, high C-cup breasts and curved ass.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Cameras focused on her body as she approached. Excellent. He was worried she would not come by. He sat in his control room, a central location in the mansion, where he could monitor the goings-on in any room. He chuckled. He had, in advance, called her parents, offering them a nice sum of money to borrow Anne for a week. Spring break was taking place anyway, so he had no worries. And by the end of the week, neither would she. He pressed the intercom button when she reached the gate. Hello, Anne. I'm glad to see you here so early! I'll open the gate and let you in. he said, the smaller pedestrian access to the grounds opening smoothly. Just head on into the foyer and I'll meet you there, so I can discuss why I called you out here.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

She smiled when she heard his voice. Hey Frederick, I'm happy to be here, she said, looking to the intercom. Anne gave a nod at his words, heading in once the gate unlocked. She was actually excited, her parents really seemed to be as well when she left, more so than when they'd talked about the letter. Probably just excited about her getting out more, the girl was rather shy and only had a few close friends at school. The door opened when she tried it, so she headed in and stopped in the foyer as he'd said, taking a seat in a comfy looking chair. She wondered what he had in mind, there seemed to be some plan over the intercom.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

He smiled as he did his tie, looking down at his tailored suit that hugged and accentuated his body so well. Excellent. he said, then made his way out, walking down the stairs. Afternoon, Anne. he called. The words echoed off the walls of the room slightly. You're probably wondering why I called you here, but it'll become clear soon. Just remember that you can trust me .
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Anne hummed quietly as she waited, looking around the room as she waited. This mansion was rather nice, she was looking forward to seeing more of it. Hearing his voice, she looked to him and smiled. Wow, she felt under-dressed now, seeing his suit and then looking down to her sweater and jeans. Hi, she said, nodding as he explained. Once he finished talking, a strange thought came to her. He... he seemed very trust worthy. Whatever doubts or worries she had before seemed to lighten, her smile brightening.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Excellent. Now, I don't exactly need a maid, or a tutor, or anything like that. See... he looked towards the front gate. I'm a very rich, very high-profile person. In other words... I'm a target. I can barely leave, and my clinic is being shut down by my security group... In other words... A gilded cage. he sighed. So what I need is company. he looked at her with a smile. I hope I'm not being creepy.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

She nodded more, letting him know she understood. That's unfortunate, Anne said about his clinic. Was he in danger, she wondered? A giggle escaped her at his last question, making her shake her head. No, of course not, she said. She doubted she could find him creepy, with how she felt now for some reason, trusting him so much even after technically just meeting him.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

With what I said in mind, would you like to stay for a bit? he asked. I'll hae your clothes sent for, or I can gie you some money to go shopping. Either way works for me. But for the moment... Isn't that outfit a bit stuffy? he asked, smiling.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Anne thought for a moment. Spring break was here, and she was sure she'd enjoy his company. Besides, he was offering to get her clothes and she'd be able to stay in this nice vacation, what a break. That would be nice, I'd love to, she said with a smile. Suddenly, she frowned, looking down at her sweater. I hope you don't mind if I, she said, slipping her shoes off and pulling the sweater away, letting it fall on the back of her chair. Even then, the clothes still seemed like they were too much. Normally she would be hesitant to even remove the sweater, but the typically sheltered girl now stripped away her shirt as well, even starting to undo her jeans.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Not at all. Wear as much or as little as you prefer. No dress code here. he said with a smile, watching her undress. I bet you don't een like those stuffy things. he said with a grin, leaning back.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

There. Anne sat in the chair in just her bra and panties, jeans and shirt on the chair with her sweater. This was fine, much less stuffy and constricting than the other clothes. I do, just felt wrong right now for some reason. Don't know why, she said, looking to the clothes and then to him with a smile. Just this is good for now.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

No worries. he said. I thought you'd be a lot prettier than you let on. he said. You eer thought of modeling, Anne? You have a good body for it, far as I can tell.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Anne blushed slightly, looking away. She was a bit embarrassed as he stared at her and complimented her body. Though she was open to removing her clothes right now, it seemed she was still a bit sheltered. No, I haven't. I don't think I would be able to do it, just making a living from showing off my body, she said, shaking her head.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Mmm. I think you'd be incredible, myself. he said. But then, I'm just a general practice doctor. he smiled, standing up. Why don't I show you to your room? he asked, gesturing for her to follow him. His eyes had trouble leaing her bosom and crotch.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

Anne giggled. Well thank you, she said, standing up as he motioned. Sure, let's go, she said, moving with him, leaving her clothes on the chair. Your house is very beautiful, she said, not minding at all that she was walking around almost in the nude the only thing blocking her breasts and pussy being the small bra and panties she wore.
Thread: The Man with the Voice ((Hat + Dozer))

My thanks. he said, grinning at her. It worked so well! He hoped it didn't wear off with time, or the like. He opened a door, pointing inside. This will be your room. he said, displaying a simple room, not exactly spartan but not poor either. There's an attendant bathroom. Feel free to shower.
Thread: ◄Snow█ ▄Lost and Found▄ █Devxx►

Golden eyes gazed up at the woman as she waltzed into the bathroom with anumbrella in hand. She must have thought him to be a burglar or something But if that was true he wondered why the hell she would grab an umbrella. Those flimsy little things didnt even stand up against a little windlet alone a thug. Then again in his weakened condition such a choice in weapon didnt sound so bad after all When she held her hand out for him to take he was hesitant at first, nervous that such kindness would quickly fade once his hand was in hers. However, if that was the case it was better not to refuse. Such actions always made the punishment worse than initially planned. When he grabbed onto the womans hand her grip hadnt tightened and she didnt reign down a fury of hell on him with her umbrella. The neko let out a soft breath wondering if he should tell her anything. Quietly Cael followed after the woman as she led him downstairs and into the kitchen. He watched as she sauntered through the kitchen grabbing things she needed for making breakfast. When she motioned him to gather the milk, he did so quickly. Droopy ears and tail perked with alert when the woman queried him. Golden eyes trailed down to the pan of cooking eggs before down to the milk that was still within his grasp. My name is Cael I used to live in a mansion not to far from here. However, I do not know what landed me in the position I am now you will have to ask my former master for such information. With that said the male leaned up against her countertop finally placing the milk down onto it. Now it was time to explain that his ears and tail didnt come off. Shaking his head slowly he took in a deep breath. My ears and tail are not removable Running slightly trembling fingers through messy black bangs he brought them up to his ears. Tugging gently on one of his ears, he finally lays his eyes to rest on the girl. See? he questions with a slight wag of his black tail. He wondered how she would react. Would she be overdramatic? Or perhaps the too calm type in unbelievable situation With such thoughts beginning to swarm the nekos mind he slowly began to back away from the other. The last thing he needed was a hot skillet to his face or any part of his body for that matter.
Thread: ◄Snow█ ▄Lost and Found▄ █Devxx►

Well, at least now it looked like he could stand on his own two feet as opposed to yesterday. He probably hadn't broken anything and didn't seem to have pneumonia which would bode well considering she didn't want to wake up with a dead stranger on her couch. That would be an awkward call to work to explain why she was late. Did you just say former master? Elena turned her head and quirked her brow while the eggs sizzled on the skillet. Master, as in an owner. The girl might not have always payed attention in history class but she was pretty sure things like that were illegal in this country. Although it seemed like a falling out with that master must have been the reason why he was out on the streets last night. It must have been something bad considering he looked pretty beaten up as well. Great, had she somehow managed to get herself involved with some secret underground people smuggling ring and now the Russian mob was going to be knocking on her door at any moment. With her luck that was actually a pretty viable option. They're not removable... Blue eyes widened in surprise as she watched him pull on his ears and they didn't budge even a bit. The ears. The tail. They were actually attached to him. For a moment she didn't even say anything and the only sound that could be heard was that of cooking food. This guy in front of her was some genetic mutant that had gotten into it with a former master and had been thrown out on the streets which in her moment of infinity enlightenment she had managed to bring home. Absolutely fucking fantastic. If she saw a rainbow today after all the rain she was going to chase it down and take whatever gold she could find at the end of it. Hell, if all of this was true then why shouldn't leprechauns exist as well. Still not saying anything Elena poured the food into two plates and got out two glasses before setting the table and sitting down and grabbing her fork. So you got kicked out after a fight with your master and you just so happen to have ears and a tail. Wonderful. She was really too dumbfounded to get past that whole point. It seemed like every question she asked him only opened up ten more questions. What on Earth was going on and what was she going to do with him now? It didn't seem like he could go back where he came from and if she called the police about a guy who was part cat they'd laugh their asses off. Why did fate have to have such a twisted sense of humor?
Thread: ◄Snow█ ▄Lost and Found▄ █Devxx►

RE Snow Lost and Found Devxx Once he looked passed the sarcasm She actually seemed to be taking the fact that he was totally human pretty well. Hed expected her to run for the hills. Not serve him food. He watched as she set the table before sitting down at the table to eat her food. He wished he was also psychic at the moment so he could know for sure just what she was thinking about. He sat at the table, taking a gander down at the food before him. He sniffed it a little, lowering his head as he raised a curious hand over the steam coming up from it. A moment later he began to poke and prod at the bacon and eggs before twisting off a piece of backing bringing it up to his lips. It looked fine Smelt fine. However. Placing the piece of bacon back down onto the plate, golden eyes looked over at the currently dumbfounded woman. So um thanks for breakfast...and a place to sleep for the night. Sorry for wrecking your bathroom. ButIm gunna go now. He said pushing back from the table. He wasnt sure what kind of person she would turn out to be if he continued to accept her kindness. The whole situation seriously reminded him of when he met that man. He was all nice at first but started to request things he wasnt so sure of. However, when you were blinded by infatuation of love one didnt notice such until such feelings werent returned. I dont wanna cause you anymore trouble. Dont worry bout me Ill be fine.. he murmured as he began pushed his chair back up to the table. Taking a small stretched he started head toward the exit of the kitchen, stomach growling koudly as he passed her. He hadnt known how hungry he was til just then. But like always, hed find something to eat. He was always quite good at that.
Thread: Love of a Sister

Anne sat in the recliner of the living room, laying lazily along the armrests. A strand of her long, black hair lay between her brown eyes, pretty face pointed to the TV. Nothing was really going on tonight, which was fine. Her parents were leaving for an extended weekend trip, and they'd preferred their daughters to be home to see them off. Her larger, high C-cup breasts were only held back by a purple tank-top, panties below with black pajama pants over them. Girls? We're leaving, called their father. The older sibling got up and moved from the living room to the entryway, smiling and giving each parent a hug. We'll call each night, other than that you're free to do whatever. You know the other rules, no parties, no boys, they droned on, Anne rolling her eyes. Yeah yeah, I know, she said. Eighteen and still stuck with rules she was a fucking adult and yet here they were, telling her what to do. Have you seen Mia? her mother asked, Anne shaking her head and looking back. Hey! They're leaving! she shouted.
Thread: Love of a Sister

Mia sighed as she got up and made her way to the entrance of her bedroom on the second floor, hearing Anne shout at her from the doorway had been the perfect stimulus to wake her up from the nap she had been enjoying until now. Mia examined her nude body, noticing she hadn't gone to bed with clothes on just in time to change into a shirt and skirt before traversing down the stairs only to have the whole family ogle her matured body. Close one , Mia thought to herself, smiling and not bothering with any underwear as she rolled her skirt up her thin, milky white legs. Mia hopped the stairs and skidding to her parents and sister as they waved goodbye. Love you, Ma! And Dad! She waved back as they entered their cab and it took off towards the transcontinental airport. Mia shut the door, turning to her sister, So. Plans for the evening, I presume? Mia asked, knowing her older sister had always been the busy-busy one.
Thread: Love of a Sister

Anne watched the stairs as they all waited, their father starting to tap his foot a bit in impatience. They weren't exactly late, but they did need to get going. Finally she appeared, skirt and shirt on as she moved down the stairs. Anne did have to admit that Mia had a pretty good body, just never found herself actually attracted to the girl. It was cute though, how the younger girl had a sort of crush. Their parents blew kisses and waved as they got into the cab and headed to the airport. Anne closed and locked the door behind them, looking to Mia with a slight smile. Well, house to ourselves for a few days. No parties or anything though, that kinda sucks, she said, walking back to the living room to continue watching... whatever show she'd left on. Feel like doing anything? Besides me? she asked the girl, smirking at her tease.