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Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Their heavy steps made a ploppy sound on the muddy road, if such a thing could be called a road anymore. The duo had been traveling for days, sleeping under the open sky, something that would have been way better if the rain hadn't turn a four day trip into a miserable parade that was on its tenth day. I still can't believe you convinced me for this Rakka growled, showing for the umpteenth time her disgust about the situation, even if at least the rain had stopped. It wasn't like the orc wasn't accustomed to worse or that she couldn't endure it, but she saw no reason to. Her right hand brushed her greasy hair while she sighed,after weeks on the road it was dangling like tendrils on the right side of the face, since most of the left one was shaven. Even if Rakka wasn't making a face, her tusks at the sides of her mouth would give her a permanent scowl unless she made an effort to smile, something that only happened when she was about to indulge herself. Seriously, a home visit? her small black eyes gleamed when she looked at her companion, not happy about lacking information. Rakka stretched her muscular arms, her ample chest barely covered by a leather armor that offered protection against small hits. She was a firm believer that you were better off dodging or parrying the big hits more than trusting any of those human metal armors, so she needed the mobility. To be true, it would be rare to find an armored warrior that could withstand an strike from the greataxe she had on her back, as none had managed before. Below her waist her legs were bare until you reached those battered, muddy boots that started mid-calve, her groin wrapped by some crude briefs that were covered by an ornamental loincloth both back and front. Once again, mobility was the key, and Rakka wasn't some noble damsel that had to be covered ankle to neck. Her bare legs and arms, as was a good amount of the flesh she was covering with her practical clothes, were a map to the country of her life, scars marking the many battles she had survived, even if she didn't win them all. You said we were close Rakka barked to her companion. At least now I know why you left your home she looked around, unimpressed. He already knew why she didn't stay at her home, as she had told him during a night after a drink too many. Rakka wanted to see the world, to have unending adventures, and she couldn't really do so if she followed orc tradition and just stayed home to hunt for her couple and children or, even worse, stay at home nursing and rising them. She felt a primal calling, something deep in her race that pushed her to it, but she wasn't staying nowhere for long, that much she knew. Did the cat got your tongue? You won't be getting all soppy on me now that you return home, right? Rakka joked, knowing fully well that her friend wasn't an specially sentimental man.
Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Like great grandfather, like grandson then I guess Rakka finally laughed, amused by Elizar's familial exploits of yore. He looked like the professional he was, well prepared to the point of obsession. What Rakka did with the sheer graceless strength of her race and a natural instinct to fight, Elizar managed to match with experience and expertise. That didn't mean that the mountain of a man wasn't strong, or that the orc just charged brainless into a fight, but each of them had their fortes in battle. I wouldn't have stopped in a windmill though, unless I wanted to settle and die of boredom she added, as the idea of having a place to live felt dreadful for her. I guess that it gives the women on your family somewhere to live and have more tough bastards like you she smiled, since now that there was no more rain and they were close, her mood cleared a bit, enjoying a back and forth that consisted about more than just angry grumbling. No, you fucking didn't Rakka barked at him. Was his absentmindedness real and fruit of a hit to the head too many or was he playing her? She was no stupid and had good instinct, but the human was wily, clever in ways she couldn't think of. That was another reason why they were successful in a business as ruthless as being a swords, well more like axes for hire. Be it the usual snooze fest of escorting a caravan, the always easy merchant shakedown or a more bloody and straightforward border skirmish, they had each other backs, trust being better than gold in their line of work. By the spirits! If you say it's nothing it makes it even worse! Rakka looked at him, eager to know what the hell Elizar was planning. You fucking what? was her answer to his plan, still walking out of habit instead of stopping then and there and shaking him off to see if the blonde man could produce an answer that wasn't utter and complete bullshit. You want a fake wife so your backwater relatives don't bother you and instead of paying a human wench you decided to use me? disbelief was plaguing her face, Elizar couldn't be that stupid or desperate, but who knew what he was planning. I doubt that they have seen an orc in their entire lives, do they even fucking know that orcs only couple between themselves? Rakka said, deliberately not saying 'ourselves' there, since she was mostly an outcast and didn't fit the norm. They are going to freak the fuck out Rakka sighed. As long as the villagers don't try to chase me with torches like in the vintner job, I guess it will be fine she groaned, giving up and just awaiting to see why Elizar thought that such a thing was a good idea. The less they mentioned the vintner job the better, it had been months from that and it was still embarrassing the mess they were forced to deal with. Sampling both the contractor's merchandise and daughters may not have been their best idea, that was for sure.
Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Always the practical man, specially when it comes down to the coin Rakka sighed, seeing the logic behind the idea of wanting to save the ruthlessly earned money, but presenting an orc as a wife to a human it was still ridiculous. Well, his family would have to be- and there it was, Elizar's own admittance of his family's illiteracy. Not that she was going to judge, orcs weren't any better most of the time, all the knowledge she had was an oddity of her travels. Her mothers knew nothing about the world around the world either, so it was a bit sad thinking how small their world could be. And he was probably making it worse than it really was, wanting to prepare her to be more willing to partake in that absurd charade. Even if she was wet by the rain and stinky after days and days of travel, Rakka accepted Elizar's hug, he brought it on himself after all. It couldn't be so bad, could be? Just spend a few days there seeing Elizar with his family, something that would probably give her enough material for joking during a month, and they could move to somewhere more populated that had an excess of coin and a shortage of violent disposition. She liked decent sized towns and cities more than backwater settlements like that. Not only there was a lack of job and fun, but also reminded her of home. Rakka's musings about facing a bunch of blonde peasants were broken as precisely one of them tackled them down as a rabid hog. Despite the surprise, Rakka looked amused at Elizar dealing with that girl, Ella. It seemed to be her sister, or at least she shared his dirty mouth and a penchant for kicking a downed foe. Once again Elizar showed his more stingy side, not wanting to pay a messenger to reach his own family. Well, at least he had an excuse, Rakka just didn't want to do it, not to mention that it would be expensive to convince a messenger to delve into orcish lands. Maybe the girl was no wild hog, but Ella had some hindquarters that would be the envy of them, and despite having no chest whatsoever she was cute and still young. Damn, if her ass moved like that with a skirt, its sway while naked could be worth of throwing coins at it for the privilege or seein the show. Ella's approach made Rakka thing that she caught the orc eyeing her and she was going to have a kick of her own, but as it turned out Elizar wasn't lying when he talked about his family. My name is Rakka she barked at the all too close girl, looking at her with those curious eyes that made her feel guarded. If she came any closer she would end up getting slapped by a green tit if Rakka breathed deeply. I'm an orc, that's why I'm green she couldn't believe she had to explain that, but there she was, ready to utter something that was even stupider. Glancing at Elizar as he had pissed on her ale, she looked back at Ella and sighed, her chest threatening to push the girl back off. And I'm his wife she pointed to him with a thumb in the most unceremonious manner, finally accepting Elizar's proposition just to see where it took them.
Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Rakka stifled a laugh as Elizar received his punishment for being... well, Elizar. Maybe even he didn't deserve such a beating, but she guessed that he could pay in pain what he didn't want to pay in coin. Such an exchange wasn't foreign for the mercenaries, having to exact their pound of flesh more than once from someone that wanted to skimp on their due payment, and it never took the form of a little but rotund girl kicking you. Once she stopped, Rakka's facial expression went into turmoil. First she was smiling at the beating. Then pleasantly surprised at being called 'a hot green piece of ass'. Quite bold. But sent into a frown since she seemingly 'looked like a beast'. That girl sure had as poor a reign on her tongue as on her legs, but being 'family' couldn't cut any of them short by the offense. All of that vanished as Ella leaned forward, showing a sight that sent Rakka's eyes wide open. A human would bite his lower lip until drawing blood at the sight of that ass, but since the orc's jaw was quite different, Rakka found herself biting her upper lip. Having such a rear was unfair for butts worldwide, and it wasn't just the sheer size of it as it engulfed her undergarments, or how soft and comfy it looked. That white moon that was illuminating her green face was a thing of beauty, that would make bards sing a thousand songs if they could keep their tongues away from it. As if it wasn't enough with that, gods forbid for an ass being just that spectacular, it was also peppered with freckles, adding a cute touch to that sin made flesh. Only Ella turning around and removing such spotlight away from her face made Rakka return to normalcy. Luckily the situation was surprising, funny and awkward enough to avoid making her hard, or things would have gotten very very weird when Ella introduced herself and hugged Rakka as tight as she could. The girl could talk like a sailor and have the bottoms of a fertility goddess, but she was still cute as a button and Rakka couldn't help but smile and return the hug when the cheery girl embraced her. Thank you Ella Rakka grunted, unaware of the effect their interaction was having on Elizar, as she hadn't even laid an eye on her 'hubby' in a long while. Luckily the leather kept the worse of days of orc breast sweat trapped inside, or the poor girl could intoxicate herself in her green bosom, but Rakka still broke the hug as soon as possible, feeling uncomfortable in that trap of a moment. We are tired from the travel and the rain. Hungry too she had to make an effort to remember that she wasn't barking orders to a tavern wench.
Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Elizar confirming Rakka's suspicions of Ella being a shy virgin were mouth watering, too good to be true. There was no way he could be sure, after all he had been about a couple years away. In the mean time she could have stuffed herself with any boy or man around if she wished to, since no one sane would say no to that combination of heavenly face and hellish ass. Rakka wasn't going to argue the point, the idea was too beautiful to be doubted, and it was just beginning. A beast, yes Rakka nodded while Elizar talked about a classic of human erotica, something that had surprised her when she started to travel. Orcs mostly keep themselves in closed communities, and sure, there was the occasional outing here and there were an orc wanted to fuck something that wasn't green. Rakka wasn't as naive to say that it didn't happen, but judging by all the fantasies that went on those human written books one could think that the only purpose in the life of an orc would be raping defenseless human maidens. There was a subset of novels that also dealt with them assaulting male virgins, but those were quite weirder. Given how vivid Elizar's imagination was, and how detailed his descriptions, Rakka was starting to think that maybe her friend could start writing smut of his own. Dare Elizar, dare Rakka encouraged him, her undergarments keeping a half chub hidden, the increase of volume covered by the loincloth. She wanted to hear everything, what the hell was he dreaming of. It turned out that Elizar seemed excited by the idea of her making some half orcs with his sister, completely crazy over her defiling Ella's innocence in the most orc way possible, or at least what humans thought of them. A traditional orc would probably stay and take the children with her, while Rakka was more about running as the wind before the dawn marked the end of a night of fucking. Ella seemed to have been looking at them, and only she knew what faces could be making at the moment. Luckily it seemed that whatever she may have heard, possibly nothing, she understood it as normal husband-wife attraction. Well, there was nothing normal in the fake marriage of those mercenaries, so anything was possible. Another distraction allowed for Rakka's cock to calm down and deflate, providing Elizar could stop talking about her fucking his family, as Ella and her ass opened their way into the family home. This was going to be weird, and saying that after Elizar's morbid tirade was saying something.
Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Anh- ah... hahaha! Rakka was half moaning half laughing, as Ella split her green ass cheeks and went face first to tongue her asshole. Fuck girl... oh... she grunted, trembling a bit but still steady on her powerful legs. She's ah! tonguing my ass like crazy... Rakka informed Elizar, so he would exactly know what was going on even if the view was impeded. That's like starting a meal with the dessert... damn Ella, you have a hungry mouth Rakka admitted that the cute and virginal girl had nothing to envy from the filthiest and sluttiest people that Rakka had enjoyed in her ass in the past, making up her experience with enthusiasm. Rakka's pussy was dripping on Ella's neck, starting to form small pools of sticky fluid in every gap they could. Rakka's calloused hands landed on Ella's flat chest, and briefly leaning on her, she moved her hips so shift her posture. Now it was the small girl's nose the one that occupied that nasty ass, the tongue work allowing it to slide right in. That allowed for Rakka's pussy to eat as much of Ella's face as the girl was supposed to be eating that cunt, while the round, hairy, heavy balls rested below her chin. Slap my ass every time you need to breathe Rakka instructed with a laugh, rising for a moment so the girl could take air, then going down once more. Even if she had been mostly idle while her ass was being eaten, she didn't intent do be so while her cunt received the treatment. It was true that Ella didn't have much of a chest to speak of, if any, her tits being barely bumps there, but that wouldn't stop the orc to grope and claw at them. Rakka grabbed and stretched them, as if she could pull more boobs from inside the girl's chest, leaving thick red marks of her ruthless fingers all around her chest. Rising up every time Ella made her butt jiggle with a desperate slap in search for air, Rakka soon was back on her face, returning to play with Ella's breast in a new way, be it by twisting the nipples or pinching them. Rakka outright slapped what little titflesh was available, now swollen by the mistreatment, that unattended and throbbing cock resting in the middle of her chest. It had been a week since Rakka had been able to empty her heavy nuts, and now she wanted it more than anything, even if that meant cutting short the cunt feast Ella was having with her meaty pussy. Take a few good breaths, you are going to need it Rakka warned, rising her hips to free Ella's mouth from her fleshy embrace. The girls face was a mess, wet with her sticky fluids, red with passion and lack of air and a general intoxicated look on her cunt drunk eyes. How did you say it before? Rakka asked, shifting back a bit and looking down to Ella's face. That you wanted my cooooock she impersonated her thirsty whining, sounding laughable. Do it, say it again Rakka asked, taking hold of her green cock and slapping Ella all around with the engorged head, gasping a bit with every clap.
Thread: Gender Transformation! (Dom needed)

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Thread: Gender Transformation! (Dom needed)

GenderbendMe said Hi! Thank you for taking time to read this. I've been away for about a year, but I'm thinking of making a return to RP on blue moon! I'm looking for partners interested in playing out gender transformation stories, where my character would start male and through some method be chaged, unwillingly, into a female where she can then be kept as a petslavemaidany subby role. The change can be on accident and then taken advantage of by your character or on purpose and with malicious intent! Some of my main kinks are lingerie, sexysluttyfeminine clothing and being forced to wear it, a bit of embarassment and humiliation, verbal teasing about her new sex, casual or public groping to make her feel weak and objectified. I'm also curious about bimbofication, I love being blonde, curvy, big tits and a bubble butt, but I'm starting to be interested in being made less intelligent as well in the transformation, or at least being treated like a dumb bimbo even if intelligence modification doesn't occur, this is by no means a must, but if you're interested in it let me know. Also being turned into a neko just ears, tail and a kittenish personality is a possibility, I'd be much more obediant and compliant in this form as just simply stroking my breasts or scratching behind my ears would produce overwhelmingly submissive thoughts in my little head along with embarassing purrs of pleasure. I'm totally fine with playing against a dom of any gender, and doing most any scenario you might think of that this could fit into, I'm also okay with incest pairings. I have a few I can share if you'd like. I'd like to play over pm's. I ask only that you be a true dominant and be interested in turning a male into your female bitch as I can only enjoy it if my partner is really into it as well. As far as post length I typically mirror but if it's too long my brain may shut down after writing 7-8 sentences in response and if it's too short I may barely be able to respond, but don't hesitate to contact me, regardless of your own post length, just don't expect consistently super long responses from me For a good list of kinks and other general information, as well as a good pool of example reference pictures I enjoy Both real and anime check out... My F-list Click to expand... I'm interested pm
Thread: A Niece and Her Favorite Uncle (greenandgold x Andronic)

Alex Greene is your typical young woman. She's 19 years old, and in her second year of college. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, is 5'1 and weighs 110 pounds. She has C cup breasts and long legs that go on for miles. Her ass is a sight to behold but it of course, has nothing on her breasts. She lives with her parents who are currently out of town for the weekend on a business trip for her father's law-firm. Her father's brother has recently moved in with them after losing his job and his house. Alex loves her uncle and usually tries to spend at least a little time with him each day, to try and raise his spirits a bit. She doesn't know if it helps, but well, it's better than not trying at all, she thinks. It's a Friday night and since her parents left that morning for the business trip, it had been just Alex and her uncle since she had gotten back from her classes at the community college that afternoon. She had told him that her boyfriend was coming over and that they'd stay out of his way and not bother him. Everything was going fine until her boyfriend, Ryan, suggested something that Alex wasn't comfortable with. They had been making out and into a bit of groping, when it happened. Ryan said that wanted to share her with his friends, and she had immediately declined. He had argued, insisting that it would be okay. That they wouldn't hurt her. I'm not gonna do that! What kind of girl do you think I am, that you want me to sleep with all of your friends?! Alex yelled, her voice carrying through the house. She was so steamed at this moment, that she didn't care who heard her. But Alex, come on! Just a few times! I told my buddies that you'd be up for it and they want to get together on Sunday and do a gang-bang. I can't back out now! Alex glared at Ryan when he said that. Her hand flew out and slapped him after he spoke. Who the hell do you think you are, to offer me up to your friends on a platter? Get the hell out of my house! She yelled and pushed him towards the door to her room. She was surprised when the door to her room suddenly opened and her uncle was there.
Thread: A Niece and Her Favorite Uncle (greenandgold x Andronic)

Ryan took the smack to the face and glowered, anger in his eyes. Wide, passionate, he was about to get violent as she started shoving him, but her uncle saw his hand raised and caught it by the wrist, squeezing hard. John stood at 6'1 feet tall 190 pounds of pure chiseled muscle compared to her boyfriends tiny stature of 5'5.is there a fucking problem here? John slurred his words a bit, ever since he had moved in, he had spent his time in the basement 'looking' for jobs and drinking beer. He looked at the knockout blonde behind her boyfriend. Her face almost pink in her anger. Ryan glared.Yo! GET THE FUCK OUT! I'M HERE WITH MY GIRLFRIEND! He yelled only for John to raise his eyebrow and smack him.Shut your fucking mouth. He rolled his eyes.Too loud. He grabbed him by the neck and walked him outside the house, quite literally tossing the boy out on his ass out the door.Don't come back either! My niece don't need no tiny dicked piece of shit in her life! He yelled after him. The boy glowered, but knew better as he began to run for his car, making a quick exit. John sighed as he lifted his bottle to his lips and took a long swig of it. He slowly turned on his heel and walked back up looking at his niece...You gotta stop picking losers. He added as he looked at her breasts. Her little tanktop barely containing them. She had probably been ready to fuck Ryan, but the poor sap had fucked that up some how. Her nipples were hard he saw that. He slowly reached down below the elastic of his basketball shorts and scratched his hip. His shirtless upper body flexing as he offered her his bottle with a smile.