Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She growled in irritation at him. He was ticking her off. She stood up and walked backward a couple of paces and then got down into her attack stance, feet down, butt up. She focused for a moment and then bolted toward him, jumping up and latching onto him, her paws pushing at him as hard as she could. She was glad to see that she at least got him to stumble back a little bit.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

As he stumbled he took two steps back and then planted his feet again. Wrapping his arms around her tightly he leaned up and bit down onto her neck. A little rough but not enough to hurt too bad. He smirked and let his tongue play with the flesh as he bit her. Letting her go he stepped back and smirked. Quick attack now, again try to drop me. He said with a smirk and lowered his center a little putting his right leg further back and dropping his body a bit. She didn't weigh much he knew he could handle her attacks, for now. He was going to train her, evolve her and then have a powerful poke girl for himself to use and battle others with.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She squeaked as he bit into her neck. She was surprised that he did that, did he know that that was a respect thing in the fox world? When you bit a fox, even if they were only part fox, and held on, you were asserting your dominance over them? She couldn't imagine how he would know that, but she couldn't deny that he'd asserted dominance over her. She landed back down on her feet and backed away again, preparing herself to do quick attack. She saw that he put his right leg back further, so that's where his grounding would be. So she attacked him a little more towards the left, throwing his balance off as she grabbed on to him.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

As she came from his left he smirked. Letting her hit him and his balance slip he rolled with her inertia. Tossing her up and rolling over so that he and her both landed softly in the grass with a gentle thud. He smiled and now behind her wrapped his left arm around her waist pulling her butt to him against his crotch and again biting down on her neck. Through barred teeth he spoke. I can help you get stronger. He said and then let go of her neck. He smirked and ground his crotch against her ass before rolling away and standing up. He smirked and looked at her. Growl, Quicksand and Aura of Cuteness we will work on later. He smiled and then looked at her. Are you going to accept me as your tamer?
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She squealed again as he bit down into her neck, it caused her to twitch and flail, though he was so much stronger than her that she could barely move when he held her. When he bit her, her heartrate sped up. She was a little surprised as he ground into her butt, and even if she didn't want to...she liked it. She rolled over onto her back and looked up at him, her paws moving to their default place of hanging just over her breasts, her tail fluffed out on the ground. She thought for a moment, he had bit her neck twice already. In a pack, if she refused him, she would be banned. Yes, I accept you.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

He smiled and looked at her. Would you prefer to travel in the ball or under your own free will? He meant walk with him. He smiled and sat down next to her. his finger tips finding her soft furred stomach, up and down her body his hand went. Stopping at her waist and just below her breast he smiled. Eureka, you will be strong soon. He smiled he was promising not only to make her strong but to be the one to help her get there. Maybe strong enough to evolve. He didn't know what path with her he would take knowing eva had a lot of evolutionary differences. They had to be force evolved for one, through a type of toy, the type of toy used determined what they would become.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She leaned back against the grass and relaxed a little bit as he rubbed her belly, it felt really nice. I hate the ball, she said with a little frown, I'd like to walk. she nodded a little and closed her eyes for a moment, her body becoming more and more relaxed as he continued to rub her stomach. She wondered what he would evolve her into. She didn't much care, though she thought that Vaporitas were the prettiest of any of the evolutions.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

He smiled and his hand moved up over the orb that was her left breast. Gently squeezing it he smiled and twisted her nipple softly. What say we head back then and start a real training session, the woods isn't where I would like to train you just yet. He said with a smile and leaned over licking her nipple on her left breast and then stood up. Waiting on her he smiled and looked at her. By the way, your evolution is going to be the best part. Even the most basic of trainers knew that Eva's could only evolve if their tamers let them. He would make her beg, make he cum and cum again before he let her. He would make that the part to really choose what he wanted her to be for his collection.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She murred softly as he licked her nipple, sitting up and then standing on all fours. She thought for a moment and then stood up on two feet, balancing a little. She didn't walk on two feet very often, so it took a second for her to adjust. Even standing on two feet she was still so much smaller than he was, reaching the middle of his chest. She looked up at him and furrowed her brows, Why? Because you can torture me for hours before you finally do it? she had heard of trainers who had made their Evas dance for them, do tricks for them, beg them, and service others before they would finally evolve them.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

He smiled and looked at her. Because yours will be the most fun I think either of us will have ever had. He smirked and smacked her taut ass. Tell me, when you battled in the wild, how were you? He asked as he started walking, knowing she would follow. The fox type had accepted him as her trainer that meant she would be for the most part loyal. He smiled thinking about this. Placing his book back in his pocket along with his pen he kept walking. The sight of a town began to come into view through the forest after about ten or fifteen minutes.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She followed behind him, walking steadily. He walked quickly, but she had strong legs and was able to keep up with him pretty well. She thought back on all of the wild battles that she'd had. She'd always faired well, rarely losing, and if she did not by much. I won mostly. But...I've never been in any really hard battles before, she realized that she hadn't really done too much. She sighed, she wanted to be strong and able to defeat anyone who challenged her. Hopefully this trainer could help her get there, since now she had to stay with him anyway.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

The silhouette of a house came clearly into view, the one Rayne was headed for. He smiled as they walked up to the door. Good, now how many times had your fights resulted in you being mounted? He asked straight forward. Opening the door he would allow her to walk in first. The room that the door opened to was the living room. It was softly furnished a couch, t.v, and a small chair and table in the middle. The rest of the house was small, one bedroom, one bathroom, and a basement. The basement was as large as the house though, and well equipped for him to train any poke girl, in any way he desired. Him and Eureka would start soon.
Thread: Fox Catcher?

She blushed a little, she wasn't used to having to talk about her sexual encounters. Only a few... she said dismissively, looking into the house curiously. She stepped inside of it, her tail swishing back and forth slowly. It was very homey, she liked it. She had only been inside of a few buildings before. She'd been in a lab, a clinic for healing once, and had snuck into a restuarant once to see if she could get any food. Does it matter? she asked with some irritation evident in her voice. Just because he was her trainer didn't mean that he could ask her super personal questions like that...or did it?
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

His eyes stared out across the night lit valley, though they were fogged over in his distractedness.The sickening screams flooded his ears like blood washed death, the feel of the warm gore squishing about in his young fingers made him want to vomit.It had been eleven long years since his tragedy had transformed him into a mockery of what he should have been.The young man of twenty one had lived a long cold coming of age since the night he had awaken from his bed for a glass of water, only to find a group of the hungry filth, feasting upon his mother.His hand clutched the oak handle of the crossbow as his toes curled in his boots, the image of his father pinned upon the wall in a vile effigy to the beasts perverse nature. Wild vampires they were branded, the lowly scum of vampire society, cast out to live in the human world as a sick, twisted joke against mankind, sort of a token of what the vampires thought they were worth.Sickening mewls mixed with disgusting groans of delight flooded his ears now instead.How they had neglected him was beyond his minds grasp, perhaps they had been too in lust with their feast to notice him.It had been moments after the trio of scum had left that the fated change had happened.Leaning over his mothers corpse, his fingers clutching her torn apart form as tears dripped from his eyes silently, too horrified to cry, that the seed was planted.Hatred, it was called, the rawest form of human ambition, imbued into the weave of ones being as the result of injustice. Over his years the seed had sprouted and grew, It grew along with him, rising to a burning flame in his chest, contained only by the satisfaction of his career.He was a hunter, he slew the beasts where he found them, regardless of there skin colour, beliefs, or self ideals.He began to descend towards the decaying castle in the valley below, of which was rumoured the filth had been gathering in.His heart thumped in his chest as he trumped along the wet evening grass, the moon high in the sky as the lust built in his eyes.He would get to relieve his suffering in the split second he got to see the foul beasts shrivel and die, It was his only reason for life as sick as it may have seemed.He wasn't a hunter, he was an exterminator.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

The halls of the castle echoed silently the mute clicking of heels moving along the unkempt floors. The stinging smell of rotting mold and dust sprang to life with each step. Her small pert nose wrinkled at the smell, her senses heightened. She threaded carefully over the floors, her long skirts lifted to reveal her slender ankles. Distaste felt like poison in her mouth and she hated having been skirted away from her mansion to this place all because of some crazed hunter. She could handle him on her own, but her people protected her, even against her wishes. Sounds caught her attention and she flowed toward them. Pushing open the doors to the grand room had her stopping in her tracks and staring in disgust at the lower fiends that fed like wild animals, sloppy and unclean. They were tainted and an embarrassment to her, one born of true blood, and they who were made. Her scarlet lips pulled back into a sneer as she watched them feast upon what was left of some creature that could no longer be identified of its origins - human or animal. Don't you pathetic animals know to show respect when your betters appear before you? You're like ravenous beasts eating away at meat and chewing on bone to get all of the sustenance to sustain you, when it is clearly all over the floor. You're sloppy. If you're going to act like animals, then your going to lick up the floor, blood, filth, grime and all until there is nothing left to show your inhabitant natures. Her voice was cool and aloft, whipping with its command. Her eyes hardened as she looked over these lowly vampires, the scuttled away from her in fear of her wrath but many got on their hands and knees and started to clean up the bloodstained floor with their tongues. Turning away from them, she left the doors open behind her as she walked once more down the halls. So much filth around her, she couldn't stand the sight or smell of it. Strolling out of the castle, she let the night cloak her in its embrace as she upturned her face to the moon. She wished to be higher from the ground and closer to the star studded sky, it was so alive to her, so beautiful just as she was. Taking the steep steps, she flowed like water up the stairs until she reached the battlements. Where she could watch the world below her drift and pass with time - just like she had some so many times before.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

The rumours had been correct, he had managed to catch one of the lesser ones fleeing along the hall.His face turned to a mocking grin, cold as ice and dripping with glee.You flee from the air? he mocked.Normally his kind had not the strength to deal with the creatures hand to hand, but his willpower was more than enough to fuel his muscles.He hoisted the filth off it's feet and gave a groan of animalistic strength, impaling the sickening creature upon one of the ornate torch holders on the wall.He smirked as he heard the lesser vampire cry out hoarsely, it's claws tugging and pulling at the barbed spike impaling him, trying desperately to get off. Don't go anywhere he said as he strolled down the hall.Where there was lesser ones fleeing, there was a more civilized one inciting it.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

Tipping her head to the side, she heard a broken cry of pain radiate through the night. A small smile tugged at her lips as she knew the hunter had found them. She walked away from the prying arms that reached out for her, trying to shield and protect her. What a disgraceful lot! You all would flee in fear, have you never once stood up for yourselves? We are vampires for pandemonium's sake, start acting like one. At least if your going to die, die with dignity and a warrior's grace rather then cowering like some lowly vermin. If your to weak and fainthearted, then stand out in the rising sun and burn yourself out of your useless existence. To afraid for that, then let the hunter have you. She walked further into the room, away from the door and the vampires blocked her path. She took the steps up onto the raised dais and waited for the hunter to come. She would stand undaunted against him in the glory of her true blood and power. If he wanted her, he could come, but it would not be so easy. Hunter, hunter, I hear you. Hunter, hunter, I can smell your excitement beating through. Hunter, hunter, come lets play. Hunter hear me, for now the hunter shall become the prey. Sing-song her voice reached out, caresses him, a dark whisper that moved throughout the castle. It drifted down the skin like a lovers caresses. She couldn't wait for him to come to her, the intoxicating feeling of being hunted and hunting. It made fire burn through her blood and a deep ache started in her womb - she was a volcano waiting to erupt.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

His ears perked as he heard the whispering song drift across the halls.A woman, how interesting he thought.His feet automated as he strode up the stairs, his heart slowing in his chest, calming for the eventual encounter.His cloak swept the ground like a carnal dance, wet with blood as he came to rest at the top of the stairs.Three, four...and five.He smiled towards the crowd as he rested his hand on his hip.How charming, guards he said with a laugh.I was hoping for someone a little more...self confident he said coyly.How he loved to toy with there silly sense of pride, it got him off to piss them off before he killed them.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

A deep and throaty feminine laugh rose up through the air. She watched him as he baited on the younger once, challenging them to Alpha male dominance. It sent a shiver of delight down her spine, she knew that he would fight her too, and not just cower in fear like the vampire underlings. Tired of hiding in the shadows on the dais, she stepped forward and more hands tried to grab at her. She ignored them and made her way slowly through the crowd towards the hunter. Deep raven black hair was piled high on top of her head, with waves falling like a water fall down her back until it reached her hips. Her hour-glass waist was accented by the length of her hair, a deep scarlet corset pulled her body in and pushed the ample weight of her breasts forward showing a startling amount of cleavage. Just one breath and her nipples would have broken free, good thing she didn't have to breathe. Her neck was long and elegant, adorned with deep bloodied and ebony stones. Her face was very feminine, full red lips, a pert noise, and penetrating eyes that were so dark colored they appeared shadowed like the night with a light silver sheen that gave them the reflection of the moon - a predators eyes in the darkness. Through all of her elegance, beauty, and grace, she was rather petite. However, their could be no doubt that this small fey like woman held power to her like a second skin. She tilted her head up to meet his eyes. Hunter, hunter, at last we meet. Lady Reverence, at your service. Her voice was low like honey, sensual as it slid over the senses.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

His hatred for vampires was legendary, but his body was only that of a mortal man, flesh and blood, nerve endings and muscle, chemicals and blood.His face remained calm and solemn as he gazed at her.While he was a hunter, he was a gentleman in the end, he wouldn't lower himself to their level just because he hated them.He took her hand, bowing deeply as he kissed it.Good evening, madam.I regret to inform you your lease on life has all but run out.I'm here to collect on your debt, if you'd be so kind he cooed with a smirk.His hand slid a large silver stake out of a loop on his belt, shimmering like moonlit death. If you call off your lapdogs now, I might feel merciful enough to end you quickly.After all it would be a shame to mar such a pretty face.The stake danced between his fingers, his cold jade eyes fixed on hers unwaveringly, staring like the eyes of a tiger.Indeed there was something almost inhuman about his figure.Most hunters did there job out of some sickening sense of morality, a code or belief.Him, he was different, If asked why he hunted vampires he'd simply respond...Because I hate them or Because I can.Nay this man had no sense of purpose in slaying her kind, nor did he feel any silly want for vengeance no, what had been done could not be undone.Instead he simply did what made him feel good, in this case it was killing vampires.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

She laughed softly and grabbed his hand that held the stake. Pulling him into her, she crowded his personal space and snaked out her free hand. Grabbing the back of his neck, she pull his head down towards her and captured his lips with her own. She devoured his lips, hungry and passion filled, she fed from his mouth. Her tongue stroked out across his lips and forcing him to open his mouth so she could deepen the kiss. The full length of her body was pressed tightly against his, her breasts crushed against his chest. Pulling away from him, she kneed him in the stomach and swept at the back of his knees, propelling him towards the floor. Flipping him over, she went down with him, straddling his hips. Now, that was fun. However, kind sir, I cannot have you take my life. If you would like to keep fighting with me, then please go ahead. She moved her hips and ground against him. Mimicking sex. It does so get my desires running high. Doesn't the thrill of the hunt do the same to you? Get your blood pounding in twisted anticipation. I bet after your done you return home, covered in the blood of those you've slain, and stroke yourself. Getting off on the death that you bring.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

He had tensed up when she grabbed him, about to plunge the stake into her before he was stopped.His eyes widened as he felt her lips meet his, making his heart skip a few beats before throbbing back to life.He had gone forever without a woman's touch, vampire or not.It was such a distraction he didn't notice the knee come up and connect with his stomach, his bodies natural inclination to bend over.He let out a grunt as she swept his legs, landing on his back with a thud, it had all been so fast he hadn't had time to get his bearings before she was atop him and teasing.He wiped his fingers across his lips and spat on the floor.His legs came up before kicking back down, bucking her off onto her back before he was next atop her, holding her hands together at the wrist.He had a lust in his eyes that could not be denied as he spoke.I do stroke myself at night, covered in the blood of you filth.His free hand trailed the stake down the soft flesh of her neck, down over the top of her corset, the sharp tip of it slicing the laces holding it together, undoing in an instant the countless hours it must have taken to get it perfect.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

She purred low in her throat and wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping his lower body to her. She could have broken free from his grasp holding her wrists together, but took to much pleasure from him 'holding' her down. You like this, don't you? Thinking you've got me restrained and horrified of your little stick. She laughed softly and moved her body into the stick, making it pierce her flesh, but not impale her. All you've done is turned my hormones into overdrive. Her breast fell free and exposed to the air and to his eyes. Heavy and full, with dark nipples that pebbled and puckered up for attention. The corset fell away from her body and revealed the smooth moonlight pale skin. Slightly rounded, with curves that were made for stroking and loving, led down to the V of her hipbones, enticing one to want to strip her further. Have her completely naked and vulnerable to preying eyes. Sorry, darling. You've gotten me mistaken with those creatures, she flicked her eyes around them, making him once again aware that they were in a den of vampires - however, all of them stood there, staring, unmoving. I am a true blood and you just ruined one of my favorite corsets.
Thread: The Hunter Becomes The Prey (Notte & I)

He became instantly distracted by her lush full breasts, his eyes drinking them in, his soul hungry to just have her and be done, but he knew it wasn't that easy.He shook his head briefly to try and clear his mind.Shut it you wench...your silly feminine tricks won't work on me you harlot.He sunk the stake in deep and twisted it, though it wouldn't kill her, no.Instead it would simply cause pain, plain, unadulterated and heavily insinuated.I swear by the time this night is done your dead body will be hanging from a pike he spat as he gripped her neck.He knew he couldn't choke something that didn't breath...but strangely he felt he had to touch her...he had to feel that soft midnight flesh.