Thread: Fx Any She the devil, she a bad lil bitch! Looking for story, smut and all kinds of depraved filth! NSFW!

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This section is home all manner of prompts and plot bunnies along with some pictures and GIFs that I think would be pretty fun to base a roleplay off. Everything in here is pretty basic though at the moment, so hit me up and let's discuss! Oh, and all links found in this section are wildly NSFW! I've seen quite a few ideas on here based around the whole casting couch trope. Y'know, girl attending a casting, but it's all just a trick to get her to strip and fuck on camera. I think this could be pretty fun to play out, perhaps with a rotating cast of girls? Or maybe a role reversal with guys being tricked into having sex by one woman? Something based around the whole cliche personal assistant thing could be fun, but with a twist. I'm the boss and I hire myself an assistant or two who are all too happy to help my every need. Or maybe for something a little less consensual, maybe I'm really intense and tightly wound, and so they decide to help me unwind, whether I think I want it or not. Picture Prompt 01 , 02 , 03 , 04 , 05 , 06 , 07 , 08 , 09 , 10 ! My character is a promising young roboticist. She's at the top of her field and has already made a name for herself, with her company providing some of the best robotic assistants around. Looking for a new challenge, she has decided to start a line of pleasure bots. Once the first two are near completion, she starts to feel a little tempted, and tests them out herself. They perform far better than she expected. However after accidentally setting their personality types to dominant, she gets a little more than she bargained for. Unbeknownst to me, I bear a striking resemblance to an undercover cop who has recently put away a notorious crime boss behind bars. However many of his underlings avoided arrest, and one day one of them spots me. Seeking revenge, the gang kidnaps me, planning to make me pay. And of course, they don't believe me, or don't care when I try to tell them I'm not who they think I am. I think it could be a lot of fun to explore something revolving around a one night stand. Pretty simple idea, but could go a lot of different ways depending on kinks and themes. Is it consensual or not? Do we make back to my place, or end up hooking up somewhere risky? Picture Prompt! Every type of demon has their own way of corrupting humans and turning them in to demons, but lust demons definitely have the most enjoyable techniques. Every orgasm brought about by a lust demon deepens the corruption, slowly turning them demonic. Horns begin to sprout and the skin starts to darken and redden while their mind slowly crumbles. I'd love to play out this process. Perhaps with some kind of holy woman who does her best to resist? Picture Prompt! Mmm, this picture is just delicious. The look of fear on her face, her petite stature between their hulking, muscular bodies. Never mind the fact that those huge cocks are going to destroy her. I've got a few ideas for this one. One is that my character is a princess who makes a deal with the demons to escape her arranged marriage. Unfortunately she doesn't specify how, and they explain that nobody will want to marry her once they're done defiling her. Or another idea is a with or sorceress looking to create the perfect servants by splicing orcs and demons together. Unfortunately though, they prove difficult to control and their demon blood gives them some protection from her magic, leaving her at their mercy. Picture Prompt! I could get into all sorts of trouble by sending a picture like this to the wrong person. How it plays out could vary wildly depending on who I send it to. Some ideas include my best friend, my cousin, bully, teacher, brother, uncle, stalker. Or someone else entirely. GIF Prompt! My boyfriend wasn't able to come with me on the big family vacation, and when he learned that I'd be sharing a room with my cousin, he felt funny about it. But I quickly put his mind at ease. I'd always been close with my cousin, but he was a little nerdy kid. It's not like he would ever actually try anything. Of course, it's been a few years since I last saw him, and I'm surprised to see that little nerd has grown into a hot, muscular guy with a dominant side. Turns out my boyfriend had good reason to worry. GIF Prompt! Despite the bad girl persona I put on, I'm not actually as experienced as I pretend to be. I've only been with one or two guys and most of the time, I have to live out my wildest fantasies with dildos and sex toys. That is, until one fateful day two guys walk in on me like this. Bouncing up and down on a thick dildo, worshiping and slobbering all over the other one. Finding me in this vulnerable moment, the guys decide to make my dream a reality. Who exactly are the guys? They could be my brothers, some guy friend, my roommates, my best friends, a couple of strangers, some rivals. Picture Prompt! The dread queen ruled with fear for centuries. Her dark magic kept her young, and her allowed her to sculpt her army of monsters and demons into brutal, harsh warriors. They had helped her conquer the realms of humanity and she rewarded them by allowing them to oppress humans, seeing them as second class citizens. In all her scheming and machinations, however, it never once occured to her that they might one day wish to tear their there human queen from her throne as the ultimate symbol of monster superiority. Picture Prompt! In the future, video games have moved on, with Matrix-style gaming rigs quite common, allowing for the ultimate immersive experience. Taking full advantage of what the rigs can offer, the latest Sous-Like game has some rather unique consequences for when you inevitably get defeated. It's a controversial move, yet surprisingly popular as some gamers find themselves getting defeated on purpose. Picture Prompt! I was hired by a group of demon hunters to act as bait. My job was simple. To keep the beast distracted in the banishing circle long enough for to complete the spell and send the demon back to hell. It was only as the creature approached that I started to get a bad feeling about all this. As his monstrous red shaft began to impale me, conflicted pleasure washing over my body, I had another worrying thought. What would happen to me if the beast was banished while still balls deep inside me? GIF Prompt! For this one I'm thinking maybe it's some kind of game night between siblings that slowly starts to get out of hand. It could be truth or dare, video games, board games, whatever. But the loser always has to take a forfeit. After everybody has taken a few shots the lines start to blur and slowly we're all losing out clothes, and then it's not long before I'm bouncing my ass up and down on one of my dildos. Of course at this rate we won't be able to keep our hands off each other. Of course the whole thing could simply be a trick, as I take on rigged bets I've got no chance of winning. Picture Prompt! After a spectacularly failed quest, I stop at a roadside tavern to drown my sorrows. The place is owned by a goblin and when I run out of money he lets me rack up a tab, to be paid off later. By the time the place is empty, I'm all but passed out, and that's when the goblin comes to collect his dues. GIF Prompt! After a huge fight with my boyfriend I head out to a house party alone. Wanting to forget all about him, the night becomes a blur of drinking, dancing and generally slutting it up. At some point during the night I end in one of the bedrooms with a random guy, or several, too drunk and horny to put a stop to things. Picture Prompt! I was never a very good soldier. There were too many rules. However I did make a good mercenary. When you're just a gun for hire, nobody cares what you do as long as the job gets done. Plus the pay was infinitely better. Hired to wipe out a tribe of alien lizardmen for a shady corporation, I find myself shocked and intrigued after stumbling upon one of their mating rituals. In fact I'm so curious that I alloy one of them top capture me a few days later, with the intention of letting him use my body. Sure, it was a surprise when it turned out his buddy was nearby, but that's just double the fun. There's no way this could end badly for me... right? Picture Prompt! Honestly I think this one could go any number of ways or work for all manner of scenarios. But my current thought is that perhaps my character is a power hungry sorceress from a neighbouring land, seeking to bolster her forces. She travels, seeking an alliance from a pack of monsters that are rumoured to be quite formidable. But when she finds they prove to be surprisingly adept at evading her magic, and soon over power this would-be queen. Will they let her escape when they're done with her? Can she turn the situation and use the pleasures of her body to convince them to join her? Or will they take her back to share her with the rest of the tribe? Picture Prompt! it is a well known fact that, throughout the galaxy, human women are considered the perfect breeders. Compatible with a surprisingly large amount of aliens, it's dangerous for them to travel to the less civilised worlds. Yet that doesn't stop my character from venturing into the galaxy, eager to make a name for herself as an adventurer. Her first encounter she thinks the imp like aliens she meets will be easy to deal, but she didn't think just how cunning they could be. Is this the end of her adventures, or simply what she should expect moving forwards. Picture Prompt! I've been hearing the voice in my head for a while now. Whether it's a spirit or a demon, I'm not quite sure. But it calls to me, tempting me with great knowledge and power beyond my wildest dreams. I'm already a talented witch, but I seek more. Eventually I give in and, following the instructions from the voice, I begin the ritual. With the symbols painted on the floor, I begin to chant. And then, the tentacle creature that has secretly infested my house emerges. Sinister black tendrils warp around my body, restraining me, seeking soft skin and warmth between my thighs. I try to summon my magic, but I find myself powerless. I realise all too late that the circle on the floor is a spell of transference, allowing the being to drain my magic, feeding off it as it enjoys my body. GIF Prompt! After a night of parting I stagger home, a little tipsy and dressed up all slutty, to find my dad home with two of his friends. I join them, chatting for a bit. But then my dad, a paramedic, gets a call and has to rush off to work. So I stay with his friends while they finish their drink. But they can't help but admire my body, getting a little flirty. When they hear that I struck out and wasn't able to get laid tonight, they offer to help me out with a night I'll never forget, as long as I don't tell daddy. GIF Prompt! It started off innocent enough. I was always the fun aunt, and whenever I needed a favour from my nephew, I'd make a deal. It used to be video games, then when he was older it was beer. But seeing the way he looks at my body, I know a better way to get what I want. Sure, it might be wrong to dress up a lil slutty for my nephew, but if it works, what's the harm. Of course from there it spirals. Soon, he wants me to flash him, and it's only a matter of time before things get really out of control. Picture Prompt! I'm just a cute lil demoness, eager to visit the mortal realms and prove that I have what it takes to be a succubus. Surely no humans would be able to take advantage of me, right? Picture Prompt 01 , 02 , 03 , 04 , 05 , 06 , 07 , 08 , 09 , 10 ! Pretty simple idea for this one. My character is a young elven hunter from a nomadic clan. After she hears about a rampaging minotaur, she ventures out alone to prove her worth and take the beast down all on her own. Of course, things don't exactly go according to plan, but she still manages to keep the beast from making trouble. Though if she can't escape soon enough her clan will be forced to move on without her. Picture Prompt! Just a good old fashioned tentacles trap in a dungeon. I've got two thoughts that both follow on from each other. The first is that my character is a reclusive, evil witch with a dungeon full of traps, treasure and dark magic. She bound the tentacle creature, forcing it to be one of her traps. Yet one day, after a few too many drinks of wine, she gets careless and stumbles into her own trap, powerless to stop the monster from giving her what she deserves. Then after she's met her demise, we move onto the second idea. With nobody in charge of the dungeon it falls into disrepair. Yet adventurers still delve inside looking for treasure, getting caught by the trap. With each encounter the monster feeds and grows a bit bigger and more powerful, slowly taking over more and more of the dungeon, able to trap more adventurers and eventually becoming the new big bad. Picture Prompt! I'm new to this whole adventuring thing and eager to get some experience under my belt. I accept a quest to deal with a small horde of zombies that are causing trouble. After stocking up, I venture into the tunnels to find them. There's a few more than I expected so I grab a potion of endurance to keep up the fight. However I soon realise that I bought the wrong potion! Instead it was a potion of lust, causing me to release pheromones that induce arousal in any creatures around me. On the plus side, at least they're not trying to eat me anymore! Picture Prompt! Looking at her outfit, I'm seeing her as an assassin. Specifically, an assassin who is very adept at disguising herself and getting close to her targets so that she can kill them at their most vulnerable. Her current marks are three monstrous warlords. Tasked with eliminating them before they can form a dangerous alliance, she disguises herself as a high class escort. But little does she know that the warlords have been tipped off, and plan on having some fun with her to celebrate their new alliance. Picture Prompt! Already something of a high class escort on her home world, my character was thrilled to get an interview for a position on the galaxy's most renowned pleasure stations. Part of the interview requires a trial, and when they ask her what she can handle, she says anything. She wants tp impress them afterall. Which is how she found herself faced with the largest cock she's ever seen. She did the best that she could, gagging and slobbering all over it. But it's when she feels rubbing against her tight entrance, about to spear inside of her, that she realises she may have fucked up. GIF Prompt! My character has been earning some extra money offering blowjobs and other sexual favours to teachers at school, and maybe even students as well? But see, she doesn't need to do it for the grades. She's already a straight A student, she's a popular girl and comes from a well off, possibly conservative christian family. She just loves the thrill, and I'd love to explore how this starts and develops. GIF Prompt! Pretty simple idea, I just love the thought of playing an absolute dumb slut who is convinced that it's only cheating if somebody cums inside her. I mean yeah, she should probably question why she's not allowed to tell her boyfriend what they're doing sin't wrong, but she's just not that bright. As for who it is that's tricking her, why, and what other kinks we include are all up for discussion. More Visual Prompts Aaaand finally, here's a bunch of images and gifs that I find really hot and would love to use for as a basis for an idea, but I've not got round to figuring one out yet. 01 , 02 , 03 , 04 , 05 , 06 , 07 , 08 , 09 , 10 , 11 , 12 , 13 , 14 , 15 , 16 , 17 , 18 , 19 , 20 , 21 , 22 , 23 , 24 , 25 , 26 , 27 , 28 , 29 , 30 . Starters Feeling brave? This section has got a handful of starter scenes for different scenarios and plots. So if you're in the mood for getting something started quick and making it up as we go, then check these out. If you're interested in any, we can certainly discuss ideas, or feel free to shoot me a message continuing the story. A Vacation Mixup Keira couldn't believe that the resort had messed up. After a several hour flight, all she wanted to do was relax in her own hotel room, before spending the next day by the pool. Instead, because only two rooms were booked instead of three, she had to share with her brothers. The resort was fully booked, and no amount of arguing with her parents could get her out of it. So Keira entered the room, followed by her brothers. Luckily, the room was large enough. It boasted a king size bed, a couple of sofas, a coffee table and a luxurious bathroom with both a bathtub and a waterfall shower. I'm gonna get cleaned up and then get some sleep. You guys'll be good on the sofa, right? Keira asked, though her tone made it clear she wasn't asking. Through the floor to ceiling windows they had a great view of the setting sun, after a quick bit to eat, all Keira wanted to do was freshen up and get some sleep. She would be taking the bed and had no intentions of sharing with her brothers. The only people Keira had wanted to share her bed with would have been any cute boys that took her fancy. Sure, she had a boyfriend back home, but what happened on vacation, stays on vacation, right? After dumping her bags in the wardrobe and grabbing a few clothes, Keira disappeared into the bathroom. She had the biggest room of all the siblings back home, complete with an en-suite. As such, locking or even fully closing the bathroom door wasn't a habit of hers. With the door open a crack, it would be all too easy for her brothers to peek inside and watch as Keira peeled off the skinny jeans she'd worn on the flight, followed by the black crop-top. Her bra and panties soon followed, leaving her toned, athletic body on display. Before long she was stood in the shower, running her fingers through wet hair, water cascading over her body . It ran along the curve of her back and over her ass, and down her chest over perky, ample breasts. Keira hit the gym several times a week back home. She loved her body, and wasn't afraid to show it off. Once she was done showering she finally emerged from the bathroom dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, before crawling into bed. The first two days, from Keira's point of view, were pretty uneventful. It was a pain having to share with her brothers, but she soon got used to it and, for the most part, seemed oblivious to her brothers altogether when they were all in the room. She continued to shower with the door never fully closed and on several occasions she emerged from the bathroom dressed only in her underwear. She'd then stand in front of the wardrobe, trying to decide what outfit to wear, while seemingly completely unaware of any reaction she got from her brothers. On their second full day at the resort, after a family meal in the evening, Keira had decided to hit up some of the bars and clubs nearby. Standing in the middle of the room, she slipped out of the modest dress she'd worn around their parents and pulled on something more revealing . The pink dress clung to her body, barely covering her ass while the neckline dipped low to show off a generous eyeful of cleavage. See you later, unless I get lucky then I'll see you in the morning, she said to her brothers, flashing them an excited grin before disappearing. It was nearly one in the morning when she returned to the hotel room after a night of drinking, dancing and flirting. She was clearly drunk as she staggered in noisily, kicking off her heels and falling into bed without bothering to change out of her dress or the white underwear she had on underneath. Before long, she was asleep. The Realm of Pleasure It was hard to believe that only a couple weeks ago, Gabriella had just been an ordinary stripper at seedy club. Granted, she was still a stripper, but her life had changed massively. She was no stranger to magic, monsters and other unusual phenomenon. She came from a world in which humans lived alongside elves, dwarves, orcs and all sorts of other monstrous species. Technology and magic coexisted, and Ella made an alright living for herself. The club she worked at saw a lot of monsters. Orcs in particular, but they also saw a few trolls and minotaurs that lived in the area. And they loved Ella . She was easily one of the star attractions at her club. Monsters and humans alike went wild when she was on the stage, and she constantly had requests for private dances. Sure, a few of them got a little too handsy or wanted to take her home, but the club looked after her well enough. Everything changed, however, when a dark elf approached one night and asked for a private dance. As she danced, grinding and gyrating against the elven man, he explained that he was a recruiter for Xylandir. It was, as he put it, the greatest hub of pleasure in the cosmos. It existed in a pocket universe, separate from yet accessible to the many other worlds out there. Gabriella's head swam as he spoke, but she paid attention when he spoke about how much she could earn. Xylandir was legit. The clubs were better regulated that the one she was currently at, offering much more money and other opportunities. If she played her cards right she could find herself working as a professional dancer in some of the more luxurious establishments, or could even find work as a high end escort. The dark elf left her to dwell on his offer. When he returned several days later, she accepted. It only took Ella a couple of days to pick up her life and, with a couple of suitcases in tow, she followed the dark elf to his home. She'd gotten nervous when she followed him into a quiet alley, but then he activated the hidden portal. With a single step, Ella left her world behind and found herself in the city of Xylandir. She couldn't believe her eyes. It seemed like blend of every fantasy and science fiction book that she'd ever read. There were towers of marble, connected by walkways and lush with greenery. There were sleek skyscrapers of gleaming metal and glass, and even more familiar building from the city she'd just left behind. All of this came from a brothel? Ella asked as she followed the dark elf. A brothel like no other, but yes, he said, explained how it had developed over time into an all inclusive pleasure hub. Not only did Xylandir, named after an alien god of pleasure, boast high-end brothels but it also hosted strip clubs, casinos, luxury spa resorts, shopping malls with ware from across the cosmos, and more. Outside of the city, the dark elf explained, was a decent expanse of natural land to walk with forests, meadows ands a huge lake. There was even a stadium that hosted sporting events, gladiator matches and more. It took Gabriella a good couple of weeks to adjust to her new life and get her bearings. She was set up with an apartment in the lower city, where most people started. It was home to cheaper establishments, with strip clubs, brothels and cheap motels that reminded her of home. Her rent had been paid for the first two months, but she would be expected to start earning her keep as soon as she could. Ella easily found herself work at a strip club just around the corner from her apartment. Here, thought, it was perfectly normal of customers to be able to proposition the dancers for a night with them. At a cost, of course. After a few nights Ella's popularity was steadily increasing and she even noticed a couple of regulars at the club. She'd seen a few of the other girls be propositioned, with some accepting and some turning their customers down. Her fourth night was nearly over and, after eliciting all manner of whoops and hollers from the crowd, she stepped down from the stage, meandering through the club. She decided to work the floor for a bit before calling it a night, dressed in a set of black lingerie, with stripped thigh high socks and black heels, while her blonde hair hung in loose, shoulder length curls. The Cool Aunt The hot water felt amazing washing over Keira's body. After several hours cooped up on a plane, she was glad for the chance to freshen up. The flight hadn't been too bad. As good as any flight can be, really. She'd volunteered to sit with her two nephews so that her older sister and her husband could have a break. Besides, Keira had always been close with the two boys. As something of a surprise pregnancy, Keira was much closer in age to her nephews than she was to her sister, who was nearly twenty years older than her. Being so much younger, Keira was also something of black sheep in the family. She played video games with her nephews, talked to them about girls and even snuck them their first drinks. She delighted in being the fun, cool aunt and occasional bad influence. But it didn't stop there. Keira's family was decently conservative. So suffice it to say they didn't like many of her lifestyle choices the way she dressed so casually revealing at times, the party animal lifestyle of her youth, her inability to settle down or even the tattoo that covered her thighs, snaked up her back or dotted along her arms. Her parents hardly reacted well when she came out as bisexual and brought a girl as her plus one to her sister wedding. Nor did they care for her career as an amateur model, or the risque pictures she posted on instagram. Keira was just thankful they didn't know about her Onlyfans account. But all in all, it was a rocky relationship that had caused her to move away for the past couple of years. A particularly bad fight left Keira convinced that the best thing to do was leave, and give everybody some space. While she loved the space and freedom moving away gave her, she missed her nephews. After being so close for years, it was difficult not seeing them, messing around and chatting about school and girls and whatever else they wanted to. When her sister reached out an olive branch and invited her on the family vacation to make amends, Keira accepted. If all she did was get to reconnect with her nephews, she'd be happy. After spending the flight catching up with the boys and watching movies, they went their separate ways after landing. The resort was stunning. Clear skies, clear blue water, huge stretches of sandy beach. There were a few restaurants, clubs and pools surrounded by legions of loungers. There was a large hotel on site, and the more luxurious accommodations were self contained huts along a stretch of the waterfront. Some were larger than others, with the boys sharing one with their parents. Meanwhile Keira had one to herself that boasted a large open plan bedroom and living space. With a double bed, sofa, coffee table, fride and other basic facilities, it had everything she could need. As soon as she could, however, Keira had locked herself in her hut and jumped in the shower. She'd wasted no time peeling off the black shorts and t-shirt she's worn on the plane, swiftly followed by her underwear. Before long, hot water was cascading over Keira's body. It soaked her dark, chestnut hair and ran down and over the curves of her body, tracing the arch of her back, her toned legs and bubble butt. Throwing her head back under the waterfall shower, it washed down her slender neck, over perky breasts, along her toned stomach and down between her thighs. Once she was done she padded from the bathroom naked, and began to sort through her luggage as her hair naturally dried into loose, lazy curls. After a while her phone chimed. We've got a table for us all, do you want to grab the boys on your way over? Her sister had text. Keira fired off a quick reply, and turned to face the wardrobe. Eventually she opted for a summer dress that reached her mid thigh, while the neckline dipped lower to show off a generous amount of cleavage. Underneath she wore a simple one piece swimsuit, hoping to get in a late night swim after spending all day at airports and on a plane. Dressed, she slipped into an pair of sandals and sprayed herself with a light, floral perfume while her hair hung in loose curls that reached just past her shoulders. Wandering past several huts, Keira finally reached the one that her sisters family were staying at and knocked lightly on the door. Last edited Thursday at 604 PM