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Thread: Is it ok for a man to rp as a woman?

Thank you for the responses. I have been rping as both genders for quite sometime, but i find it more comfortable and natural to rp as a woman and 90 of the time, men can't tell the difference. The issue,however, is that I don't want to be dishonest. How will I know who will accept me amd who is going to reject me like a piece of, well, space junk?
Thread: Is it ok for a man to rp as a woman?

Well, if a male request thread states....writer MUST be a girl or something like that, then clearly stay away. So, look to see if they give specifics like that or not. Some will, some won't. If someone does NOT, then I suggest being up front in your PM to them.
Thread: Is it ok for a man to rp as a woman?

Thank you, but if I write up a request in the forums, will that be ok??
Thread: Is it ok for a man to rp as a woman?

Yes. The request threads are based on the gender of character you'll play, not your own gender. So if you intend to play a female character you would put a RT in the female section.
Thread: Is it ok for a man to rp as a woman?

And if you're concerned about being up-front, just be honest. If someone doesn't want to write with you because it's not a female at the keyboard, that's their preference and you will probably never know about it.
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumping because I am feeling a bit frisky
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumping in hopes of humping
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumpin My Stuff
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumping again.
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumping my stuff
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bump so I can pump
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumpin this sucker
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumpity bump
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumpin it up
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bump time
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bump that stuff
Thread: Mx Female Plots, Celebrities and TV Shows

Bumping it
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

She felt the muscles in her pussy tighten around his cock as she bounced up and down. She heard his voice, Good morning sweetie... but hopefully it'll be a great morning in just a couple minutes. followed by a giggle... She continued to bounce up and down. it was important that he really enjoyed himself. She wanted him to cum s desperately becasue she was his wife, and it was her duty to be the best lover for him... She wanted to feel him fill her up, and see that look on his face when he was cumming. She leaned down and put her hands on his shoulders for support and started speeding up the thrusting moves, up and down, faster and faster. Have I ever told you how much I love the way you stretch me out? She felt his hips bucking a bit, and felt he was coming close. She increased her own moans, letting him know how close she was to cumming. cum in me James... I need you... She let out a long moan... Though truthfully she would never cum until he did.
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

James moaned in reply to her words, the truth was he didn't stretch her out, he wasn't small but he didn't have anything to brag about, she was just programmed to be satisfying in any and every way imaginable, whoever had mindfucked her had done a great job filling her with hot 1 liners of encouragement that helped drive him to orgasm. James bucked his hips beneath hers, biting his lower lip, eyes closed as the bed groaned lightly as she rode him with increasing urgency. His back was arching, the back of his head pressing into the soft mattress as urged him to cum in her. There is something about those words, when a woman asks you to cum in her, in that soft, enticing, whispery voice, there is no refusal, your body betrays you no matter how skilled a lover you are, and james was far from olympic quality, So when candie whispered for him to cum in her, he did, hard. With a deep groan, James thrust his hips up as he tugged her hips down, she was already mid bounce anyways so as she slammed down onto his cock and he came, the pair of them came together. There was some special trick to that he hadn't quite figured out yet, somehow, whenever he came, so would she. As he groaned beneath his brainwashed fucktoy, his balls emptying inside of her as she squealed pleasantly ontop of him, james let out a soft gasp and then his entire body went slack, collapsing to the mattress and panting softly as he came down from his intense, if quick, orgasm. thankyou baby he panted, feeling his toys writhing ontop of him, riding out the end of her own climax.
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

She looked at her husband with adoration, he was the most wonderful man on the planet, she wasn't sure how she got so lucky to be married to him. even now he looked at her with new eyes. They had been married for months and still the way that he looked at her, it was lie they had been dating for a week... but then she felt it, he was coming... And then she felt hers, she couldn't stop herself if she wanted, she started cumming too.. She let out a little shriek. Her orgasms were always so intense. her abdomen tensed and so did her pussy, and she had convulsions she struggled to control. but she tried her best to milk his cock... until he was done. She had to.. it was her duty... When she was sure he was done, she rolled to his side, and fell over... Breathing deeply trying to control her breathing, and end her own orgasm... I swear to god you are the most amazing lover in the world, how did i ever get so lucky? She giggled and then kissed him on the cheek... Love you so much, James... and she did, he was soo much more than she deserved. She knew she would do anything for him. And she layed back again for a moment... Why are you not serving? She gasped as she realized she was relaxing too much for her husband, he deserved more... I'm sorry, I shouldn't be laying down like this... She again rolled out of bed... I know you have to go to the meeting for eight. would you like me to make you breakfast? or start your shower? Get some clothes for you?
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

She looked at him, he almost seemed upset. He told her to go back to the bedroom. She looked down at Lucas as she grabbed his shoulders and pushed herself back onto her feet. And then walked around him and towards her husband who was blocking the door. Do you- she was cut off as he silenced her. Her head dropped as she realized he was mad at her. She suddenly felt devastated. This was the man she loved more than anything. The man she was devoted to, loved, cherished, and obeyed... And he was mad at her for doing what he asked her to do... She felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she stayed silent. She heard a scuffle. she wanted to go and make sure James was okay, but she didn't want to upset him more by disobeying him. A minute later he came into the bedroom, clearly in pain. she turned to help him, sh ewas trained in basic first aid after al like a good wife should... But he told her to stay there... So as a good wife, she did. But then it hit her... a strange dysphoria... her body was barely moving... her mind seemed to fade.... to .. nothing... She was aware... her body wouldn't move... Candace was conscious. she hadn't been for a while it seemed, but she couldn't move her body. Whatever chemical cocktail and that strange implant they but in her head seemed to make her a prisoner in her own body. it was weird, analytically speaking, she acted as if she had been lobotomized, but her mind was functioning pretty well... She had women from the procedure, and she had been like this.. fr two or three days, until they lifted her up and brought her to a high rise in the middle of the night... They put a ring on her finger, and then... she was here... She met that man, and they ut a ring o his finger, and she started to black out until just a few minutes ago.. A door opened, she struggled so hard, and moved her chin just slightly... her eyes moved normally though... that was the man... he stormed out of the room. Was this a chance to escape? she wasn't sure... She tried to step forward, but couldn't move her feet... It was so frustrating. He focused on simple muscle movements... She could feel her finger twitch. an accomplishment. A few minutes passed, and the door opened, another man walked in... She didn't know him.. She was cared for a moment, what if he tried to rape her? But then she was suddenly aware of the sensations bbetween her legs... She had sex recently... and in fact she was pretty sure she felt semen running down her thigh... eww gross... he was gone, into the bathroom. he came out a moment later.. dammit why couldn't she make her legs move? he had this creepy as fuck smile on his face and he put the ring on his finger... 'Wait is that the trigger?' she thought to herself. But her eyes started fluttering.. 'no.. no wait... I just need a .. little more time...' It felt like Candace was falling asleep... Candi's eyes stopped fluttering... She looked at her husband... and heard his question. she leaned in and kissed him, You of course, my love.
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

Lucas stood stunned, not that he hadn't expected any other answer, the instructions by those men had been very clear, whoever wore the ring, she would obey, but there was still a reeling sense of amazement it had worked, really, truly worked. There are moments in life where you know something is true yet it is so profoundly...wrong that your brain doesn't accept it immediately, a death, winning the lottery, a girl suddenly obeying you because you were wearing a shiny metal ring. Lucas grinned widely, wide like a child and he had to restrain himself from actually jumping and clapping, laughing out loud and cheering, this was incredible!. Lucas couldn't wipe the smile from his face, it was stuck like it had been glued on, he tried to think clearly but all that kept returning to his mind was that she obeyed him!. ok... he said, speaking to himself out loud, his eyes going to the floor, then moving about as he thought quickly. His brain kept returning, as it had voer the past half hour, to the 10 minutes in the kitchen, he had been so worried and confused he hadn't really given much back, he wanted to correct that mistake and now that james would be gone for a few hours and he had this beautiful fucktoy standing infront of him his very male brain could not think of any plan or action better than satisfying his need to feel her again as well as get some bit of petty revenge on james. Lucas turned in a full circle, eyeing every part of the room, somehow so overwhelmed with excitement and adrenaline fueled panic he couldn't find the massive bed for a moment before finding it right where it had always been. He wanted to fuck her in Mr. Eschaton's bed, it was petty and unimaginative for revenge but at the moment he just desperately wanted to cum in her again, cum all over her, do anything he could to both enjoy himself and spoil Mr. Eschaton's toy in the most childish way possible. Lucas stepped past candie and slapped her ass as he passed heading for the bed, not looking back to her, he spoke aloud come to bed lover, i need you.
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

Her smile grew wider becasue of the way he looked at her. She wanted to please the most important person in her life, and that smile said she was pleasing him. He started with an 'ok' but seemed confused for a moment. He looked around. She watched him curiously... He was looking fr something, she was about to ask him what she could do to help, but then he seemed to find it... his purpose. She giggled when he slapped her ass. she wanted to encourage him. And he was on the bed so quickly. He invited her to bed. She faked a frown. But i'm supposed to say that to you. She giggled again as she walked closer to him. she felt herself getting wet, very wet as she looked at her husband a lust for him building up that could only be matched by her love ad devotion to him. She walked to the bed, slowly, swinging her hips to tease him a bit, an exaggerated walk that only screamed how much she wanted him to fuck her. She looked at him on the bed, and slowly crawled up on to the bed, making sure he could see cleavage that her lingerie ha made as she crawled to him. She stopped when she reached his crotch. And her hand slowly moved to touch it, and she leaned down and licked the underside of it. Have i ever told you how amazing your cock is?
Thread: Faulty Wiring (Serter and deliliah)

I can't believe this, it's so surreal but so fucking hot! lucas thought to himself as he went to the bed and laid back on it, perching himself on his elbows behind him as he watched her come to him, hips swaying. no but you really should he responded, leaning his head back, letting his eyes fall closed and the wide grin spread across his face as he laid back on the bed, his hand moving down to rest on the back of her head as he felt the button on his pants pop undone, her delicate and dexterous fingers working towards his cock. His hand came to rest on the top and back of her blond head as he felt and hear his zipper of his jeans coming down. A groan escaped his lips at the feeling of her soft hand fishing inside his boxers, and then a soft gasp and low moan, slowly rising from within his chest as the sensation of hot breathe, wet lips, and an amazing tongue sliding over his cock, enveloping him followed as he groaned, running his fingers through her hair as he grinned, listening to the wet sounds and soft mewling moans coming from her as she served him, her 'husband' on Mr. Eschatons bed, what a wonderful bit of payback lucas thought to himself as his hips bucked softly and his free hand groped at the soft bed sheets beneath him.
Thread: Stacked stylish spy seeks sixties-set smutty storylines!

A little baby Bump never hurt anybody.
Thread: Stacked stylish spy seeks sixties-set smutty storylines!

Trussed up beneath the tree?
Thread: Stacked stylish spy seeks sixties-set smutty storylines!

Times tickin.
Thread: Stacked stylish spy seeks sixties-set smutty storylines!

My life is mostly back to normal, so why not dip my toes back into the water?
Thread: Stacked stylish spy seeks sixties-set smutty storylines!

Intense, dangerous, fun that's what it's all about.
Thread: Some Kind of Hero [Nihilistic_Impact and Sigr]

I told you it was a bad idea Galatea chided. The white haired girl struggled against the bindings that had her tied into a bundle, hands behind her back, ankles fastened together. The offer was simply too good to be true she explained for the umpteenth time, trying at least to dislodge her cuffs from the floor so she could turn around to talk to her partner instead of a wall. Wearing a mostly black bodysuit from neck to toe, the pale skin of her face that matched her hair made her look like a ghost, trembling as their transport floated over uneven terrain. It was clear that something was wrong with the gravitic suspension of that old model, that rattled and clanked every now and then. In the search of money to earn or perhaps a wrong to right, they had ended in an awful position, betrayed, overwhelmed and captured. Maybe he wants to ask for a ransom or... Galatea's eyes looked around the vehicle, always quick to adapt to low light environments and what she saw sent a shiver through her spine, her usual composure flaking. The shackle on the floor she was cuffed to was far from being the only one there, as many of them were around in a regular interval, with dry and dark marks of dried blood here and there. He's a slaver she just stated, so the chance for a ransom was getting thinner. She wasn't going back to menial labor, not now when she had seen a glimpse of what was out there. Her past life seemed almost unreal when she thought about it, someone else's nightmare, not hers, but it wasn't that long ago when she was rescued from the depths of the earth, from her skyless routine, her mindless job. She wasn't GA1Ax10EA anymore, no hexadecimal designation for her inside a hive. No alienating number. So what's the plan? Because you have one, right? Galatea asked, noticing that her partner had been awfully silent. Was she just giving her space to whine as she usually did when she was right or was it something else? They had took a beating from at least a dozen goons before being subdued into those binds, but it hadn't been that bad right? Captain, please, don't scare me, I won't say 'I told you so' again she bargained, unable to turn around and check the state her captain was in, hoping that the more veteran spacefarer would have a plan or perhaps wait for a better time.
Thread: Some Kind of Hero [Nihilistic_Impact and Sigr]

Dark eyes gave Galatea a sardonic look as Erlea slowly flexed her knuckles, anger boiling beneath the surface at her current condition. The repetitive action held at bay any rash action as she considered the message inked in each digit h o l d f a s t With a sigh the tension bled away, there was no escaping the shackles which held her wrists tight to the floor. In their haste to disarm Erlea they had neglected her modesty, leaving her with just her boots and under garments. Slowly she nodded at Galatea's statement, their captor indeed was a slaver. Erlea was hating herself for falling for quick money, a short job clearing out an old weather station of dangerous beasts. In retrospect it sounded more and more like a trap and now they were being hauled off to an unknown fate, their pinnace was at the mercy of any scavangers while their ship drifted through the void. It was not a good day to be these two. You just did but I deserve it. Should have seen it from the horizon. As for a plan, well we wait. Not much we can do shackled while in a moving transport. The ride was a bumping one as the wheeled vehicle traveled across salt planes to reach a port town. There they would be sold to anyone of the great ocean going cities of Scamander. Whoever bought them the future looked very bleak at that particular moment as Erlea's thoughts explored the possible fates before them. She had gotten them into the mess, hopefully she could get them out.
Thread: Some Kind of Hero [Nihilistic_Impact and Sigr]

Hearing the captain's voice, even if it was to say that there was nothing they could do, made Galatea felt relieved. Even if her words were ones of defeat, they didn't sound weak, making Galatea believe that their fate was far from sealed, their story far from done. The transport stopped abruptly, the trip coming to a clattering end. Listening attentively one could catch the immediate ruckus around the transport as their captors shuffled around, but also activity on the distance, as they had arrived into a place with more people, probably a place to sell them. Galatea could only hope that they were kept together, part of her mind working in her usual logical fashion and guessing that it was what gave the better odds of escaping, but also a part of her that was just scared of losing Erlea and getting separated. As the doors of the truck opened, blinding light barged into the dark confines of the truck, making Galatea remember the day they met. That light had been a warm one, one that illuminated her future full of possibilities, while the one that rendered her world white while she accustomed to it was dry and lifeless, bringing just promises of a barren world. Strong masculine hands separated her cuffs from the truck and roughly handled her, pushing Galatea out of the truck and seeing that Erlea soon followed her in the same fashion. As Galatea tried to avoid the scalding sun in her pale face, she saw that her captain has been reduced to her practical undergarments, her body covered by more ink than fabric at that point. Galatea's eyes instinctively moved to the first thing she saw of that wild looking woman when they met, the words on her forearm as she offered a helping hand. No Gods, No Master, her tattoo detailed, the same creed that inspired Galatea back then, encouraged her at that moment. The ground crunched under her feet as she tried to stand next to Erlea, the place looking like the sea had swept over it, crusted salt all over the place. I can take whatever happens Galatea boldly muttered to her captain, even if she wasn't so sure. Lets just make sure we stay together, even if they have to... her eyes drifted to the state of undress of her friend, making her aware that the black bodysuit she was wearing was the only layer that protected her from the merciless sun and the stares of the men alike, the only thing that sheltered her unblemished alabaster skin. Even if they have to check the merchandise she managed to utter, her imagination filling with dread the many unknown spots she had about the topic at hand, Galatea's worldview being yet quite inexperienced.
Thread: Some Kind of Hero [Nihilistic_Impact and Sigr]

Erlea felt the rumbling engine die, their captors had reached their destination and time for planning was drawing to a close. Galatea was taken first through the opened hatch. Harsh light casting dark shadows as salt laden air mixed with the taint of industry assaulted her lungs, forcing her to cough and regret the loss of her rebreather. The chain restraining her was loosed and suddenly she was out into the light, coughs still wracking her body. Fighting the air Erlea took a deep breath, breathing just as much salt and pollution as actual oxygen, and raised her head to the sky. Somewhere up there was her ship, her refuge and home. She nodded at Galatea's conviction of surviving the situation, regardless of events, firmed Erlea's resolved to not lose a second home. She reached for Galatea's hand, tightened her grip in what she hoped was comforting as her eyes adjusted to the brightness. Before them was what had once been a natural harbor, time had seen it shaped and built tell a massive industrial port sat on the edge of a body of water that stretched forever. Dry docks, shipyards and factories were awash with activity, the sound of thundered up to where the two women were bound at the far edge. Their destination was an open air market, kept outside of the port proper due to long tradition. They were watched over by armed men and women who threatened violence by look alone. The air clawed their throats as they were forced to stand with others, many bent over with fits of coughing, under the shade of an open tent. Other tents with crowds filled the immediate area. Looks like we're waiting for the buyers to show up. Shouldn't be too long with all this merchandise.