Hello! You look like an interesting customer! Come in, Come in, Don't be Shy! I have Prompts for all kink and quirks! Feel free to browse my effect, or make me an offer I can't refuse. Titillate me with your your verbiage, capture me with your lexicon, and take with with the force of your will! I am all yours for the night!Here's my list to prove it to you!
I repost this every few days, add and remove prompts, and generally invite people to take part :)
I am a good writer, but you'll have to forgive some of my spelling mistakes, as i tend to think faster than i can write. But my specialty is in world creation and sustained Role play with deep characters and plots. I love to write about sex and test my wits with others of equally dirty minds. My only limits are bathroom play, and everything else is negotiable, From Incest to futa, from Free Use to Combat, Sarge can provide it all! No Kink is too much for you!
Anything that isn't red is totally okay to play with.Currently playing:
- Zootopia - Hybrid Theory (Group Play) (Playing: Lester/Cass): In the World of Zootopia, there are strange things afoot. And sexy things. But mostly strange.
- Starting From Scratch (Solo /TSElephant): After a cataclysm threw their worlds together, Marcus and Ithska must help each other adjust to a world neither of them expected (Response to the "Man's Best Friend" Prompt).
- Love Hotter than Uranium Fever (Solo /Lusty Bride): A security officer with a mutation and a bookworm are evicted harshly from their vault. Can they survive in this new wasteland they find themselves in?
The Club (Solo /TSElephant): (On Hold) A High End Luxury Club for aliens of discerning and primal tastes. Where the rich go to fulfill their desires without judgement and the pleasures are bounded only by the imagination of it's members.
Here's some samples that I have to give, hopefully some of them are right for you, dear customer! They are in order of what I really want to play first, but I will respond to all prompts :> If something tickles you fancy, but you want to change it a bit, have some ideas of your own, feel free to message me and we can talk shop!
~~~~~~Kink Level: Normal~~~~~~[M4F] The Only One For You
Gorgeous, stunning, enchanting, all words used to describe you. Your grace and beauty never fails to bring in the men, who walk all over each other to get just a glance from you. But you never care, you pick whomever fits your fancy, wink at them, and they are yours (Magically or otherwise). Except for me. I say no and go home. Whether it's because I have a wife and family or I just don't find you attractive. Whatever the reason, you are insulted and angry beyond words. No one says no. No one disregards you so blatantly. You tell your driver to follow me home and wait, plotting. You are going to show me exactly what I passed up, why you are to always get what you want. Crazy? Stalker? Never. Those words describe ugly people. You are Aphrodite incarnate, and you have been scorned.
----[M4F] Metal Maiden
You are my favorite person, my best friend for years. But after your first tattoo back in high school, something took over. Now, you are pierced in all the places you can get it legally, and your own artwork is displayed over as much skin as you can cover... And I must admit, I have never found you more attractive. Come to find out, in high school, you found my alt pornography, and wanted to be those girls I listed after. Maybe you'll get your wish with this six pack of beers? Or you slyly try to tell me the story of your new piercings, revealing yourself to me in the process?
~~~~~~Kink Level: Medium~~~~~~[M4F/Futa/T] Monster "Slayer"
"Are you serious?" The monster asked lightly, the mortal before them holding an offering of pearls and bowing.
"Of course! This is a gift of my intent." He said simply, blue eyes sparkling as he reared up, still offering the beads and tribute.
"You see, I am a man that appreciate different ways of thinking. As you know, there is a bounty on you." He said, glancing sideways at the pile of bones and armor that sat nearby.
"Many men have tried, many have failed. And honestly, I think fighting is only a last minute option to save your own life. Which you have been forced to do." He motioned toward his belt, devoid of weapons, excepting a simple dagger.
"Well, my proposition is to slay you in a different way. I've heard of your agreement with items such as this and would like an opportunity to slay you in a much more pleasurable way for both of us." He said with a smile and a wink.
"I have no intent to harm you, and the bounty on the board just indicates to protect the townsfolk. I intent to do both and charm your loincloth off." His body was toned from adventuring, but the mischief in his eyes and the glint showed that he was very serious about his proposition.
"So what do you say? Care to take a break for fighting for your life, and instead, enjoy the creativity of a mortal?"
~~~I want to play, initially, the scenario above. Any type of monster. Lamia, Spider Queen, Slime Girl, Demon Seductress... The sky is the limit. However, I'd also like to play after that, once you have been "Tamed", then we travel the lands solving other monster problems with our combined sexual and mental prowess, helping the world realize that monsters are just misunderstood. At least... most of them are. I want a really creative person to help with monster building, and someone who is comfortable with writing multiple people, as I will be doing so too.~~~Alternate Idea
: I play the monster, and you play the adventurer.
---------[M/Futa4F/Futa] Interplanetary Wrasslin' Federation!
"BAH GAWD, THAT MAN HAS A FAMILY, WREX!!!" The call from the sidelines erupted as the Texan Oil Baron Alien known as J.T. stood up, launching his chair backwards toward the audience, surprise written on his tentacles. The Mustachioed green humanoid adjusted his hat, shock apparent on his face as the Large human beside him laughed uncontrollably at the actions inside of the ring they were both watching. His smooth purple suit belayed a balding head and pierced ears, rings on every finger. The only thing that even make Wrex look like he wasn't human was the total lack of color in his eyes, save for a single white dot of his iris on a field of black that were his eyeballs.
"Well, with that hit, JT, that family is now officially done expanding!" He laughed rancorously again, pointing at the man lulling around on the mat, his hands holding the area around his groin, a look of pain and agony on his face as the muscles around his head rippled in response to the hit. His red boxing shorts were tight against his powerful thighs, bare chest glistening with sweat that framed his hard crafted muscles. His head pounded, throbbing under the buzz cut of his hair as his opponent prowled her way around him, stalking his agony-wracked form.
The Babe-a-Sarus, massive muscular model and maker of men's meticulous murders, the blond tresses of the former Body builder's fell tantalizingly over over breasts, somehow still held in some minor form of modesty against her armored bikini, plated with steel and spikes. One of her shoulder pads decorated with a Stenciled Dino head with a small bow on top, her famous symbol that the Intergalactic identified her with. She roared out, her name chanted to the ceiling of the massive megaplex, the crowd going nuts as Boxing Bob rolled around, totally wrecked.
"If she manages to get him to cum now, after that ridiculous blow, it's all over once the cum hits the mat!" JT exclaimed, watching with a small bit of glee at the Babe walked around, making a huge show of undoing her bikini bottoms, sliding them off and tossing them into the crowd, her powerful form rippling with sensuality as her eyes burned with animistic passion. She pulled Boxing Bob closer by grabbing his ankles and tore a hole into his boxers with a firm hand, exposing the damaged and bruised member that he sported. With a growl of ferocity, she batted his hands away from hit and swallowed his cock in one stroke, cheers erupting from the crowd as Boxing Bob tried feebly to fend her ministrations off. He couldn't punch her, because she might bite his cock off... it was a precarious situation indeed.
"And there she goes with the Tongue punches, a classic from the Babe-A-Saurus. She got The Big Time off in literally 20 seconds with that oral submission hold of hers!" Wrex exclaimed, watching intently to see if Boxing Bob was going to survive the onslaught that she was giving him in the ring, working his shaft like a professional, sucking with all her might to get her opponent to orgasm first. But even as his thighs started to shake, Boxing Bob yelled, throwing himself up and over the powerful woman sucking him off, somehow arching over her whole body, before wrapping his own legs around hers.
"OH MAN! BOXING BOB'S FINISHER, THE SQUARED CIRCLE! NO ONE HAS SURVIVED THIS!" JT yelled out, watching as somehow Bob folded up Babe like a pretzel, ending up with her face under his butt, legs under his arms, and pussy spread and on display as he dove in, lavishing her shaven mound with his mouth. He'd pinned her arms under his legs easily, preventing the woman from doing anything but screaming and moaning as his tongue worked her sopping wet mound like a fiddle. It was only a short time before she started to shake violently, the cameras closing in on the pair, trying to get confirmation of her orgasm. The referee was close by, watching her face before slapping the mat rapidly and calling the match.
"And with a stunning reversal, Boxing Bob takes the match by Forced Orgasm! Babe-A-Sarus can not be happy with this."
"I don't know, JT, she looks pretty satisfied from where I'm sitting...."
Want to suplex a planet? Put a God into an ArmBar? Sexualize every aspect of a pretty sexualized sport? Then, this is the prompt for you. In the near future, most conflict between the Galactic Federation is decided by a Pin and a count to three. Wrestlers from all over the galaxy fight for fortune, fame, and politics. But sexual moves are not only allowed, they are encourage. First to cum or get pinned loses! Let's get stupid and campy in this. I want to have fun coming up with ridiculous situations, worse outfits, and terrible bad guys with a tag team partner! This can be regular genders, or futas, i'm not too picky here. But let's bash some skulls and fight off an alien invasion that happens to follow out galactic wrestling's rules!
----[M/Futa4F/T/Futa] Crime in the Futa City
Danger was written all over that pretty face, like the makeup that barely shined in the dim light of my agency. Her legs might have gone up to her chin if a gorgeous body didn't decide to stake it's claim on the world. Long locks like fell like my heart when I realized that she wasn't here for me, but for her husband. Lost to the streets of this city, and she wanted me to find him. Well, you couldn't win them all, but promises fell out of my mouth. Promises that I wasn't sure I'd be able to keep. Between the Brothels of Main street, the Sex-Queens that ran the crime and Racketeering in the city, and our corrupt government that would take a blow Job to lock someone up for life, I wasn't sure I'd even be able to make a difference. But your eyes, those beautiful baby blues, so filled with hope that all i could do was say yes and watch you walk out the door. I needed a drink to sort this case out.... I'd love to play a detective (Futa or Male) in a hyper-sexualized 1950's world of crime and noir. Maybe you are my partner or an intern, dedicated to watching my shapely backside to keep it intact for later. Maybe you are the client, pushing for me to solve the case. Futa and Male/Female live side by side, and sexual favors are traded like currency. I'd love an imaginative partner who love campy tropes to play with me and help me develop this world of mystery and sex.
[M4F/Futa/T] Man's Best Friend
My pacing back and forth would probably have worn a hole into the rug I was walking on. Today was the day, today, I helped someone acclimate to the new world of Humans. It's been a rough trip, the government wanted to make sure **everything** was on the up and up, including blood tests and personality tests (Did you know polygraphs now included a very uncomfortable probe?). But the Relocation Initiative was going to help all those effected by the Change to adapt to their new world. Ever since the sky ripped open and monsters started to appear everywhere, no one knew what to do. But it turns out that those monsters were just as scared as us. Eventually, we bridged the language gap with technology, and learned that they had been displaced from their own timeline, a slightly medieval time like something out of a manga. But they couldn't adapt by themselves, and since the rift sealed, no one knows what to do with them. Thankfully, someone suggested a foster program where you could 'Adopt' a Monster, providing them home and cultural/technological adaptation. And MINE WAS ALMOST HERE!! What would I find on the other side of that door? I'm looking for a long term RP with this one, no sooooo much focused on sex, but that will definitely be a fun part of it. Monsters of all kinds are welcome, furries, aliens even, and Futa are welcome in this prompt. We could even switch it up and have a Monsterboy visit you! Or a Futa ;> We could even do a harem, with both of us coming up with new additions to the house!
---------[Futa4Futa/F] The Grand Experiment
"There ya go, Lauren, you met your quota for the day." I said breathless, laying on top of the woman's backside and we were both sweating and panting from exertion. My cock slid out of her fluffy pussy, my seed dribbling onto the floor as she stood up, pulling her skirt down and unhooking the pumps from her swollen and laden breasts.
"Thank you so much Lisa. It's very useful to have you around, you know. A lot of us pump so much more milk when we have a young futa like you to... well encourage flow." She gave a saucy wink to me as i rested in the corner of the pumping room, cock still hard and throbbing. Milk was a huge export of the city, futa's breastmilk and semen becoming a huge commodity outside of our planet. So the planet's government set up a... well a farm, for lack of a better term. The government tried to call it a "Voluntary Community Extraction Facility." The locals called it the farm.
The Planet was one government, a galactic experiment in sexual values and genetic modification. Everyone is healthy from birth, strong, physically beautiful, and most of the population has a well hung, thick cock swinging below their legs. Everyone was encouraged to have sex, even family as they opened up personal borders. Sex was a pastime, orgy clubs a common site and nighttime destination to socialize. Businesses had set time for breaks so the co-workers could 'increase productivity', and even sex toys were carried around in public and used often enough to be on nearly every storefront. I had a buttplug in right now, actually. It had a fake ruby in it and i loved it!
Woman came in, pumped for a certain amount of time, and left, getting a small portion of the profits from the Milk sold. Lots of housewives did it to help make some money. That and they hired young, good looking futa's like me to have sex with them to encourage a heavier milk flow. Apparently, sex helps the nipples become erect and open up more, and other futa love having another cock in them to make them cum more often.
Not that I'm complaining, It's a great job. And they only hire the futa who have a low refractory period. Like me. I could knock out at least 10 women on my shift. I had a Facebook group. A Frakking Facebook group. I get Christmas presents. Most of these women are really nice, motherly types, so they try to take care of me in their spare time.... It's sweet really.
Thankfully, I'm single, but i think a girlfriend would be okay, since it's just for my job. I pulled my pants back up and nodded respectfully toward Mrs. Aberdeen as she closed the last few buttons on her blouse and gave me a goodbye kiss on the cheek.
"Behave yourself, Lisa. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Another saucy wink as she opened the door to leave
"If the stories you've told me are true, that doesn't limit much." She laughed as she left, leaving me a small tip on the corner table. I smiled. She was sweet.
I wonder who was next?
~~~~~~Kink Level: Extreme~~~~~~[M4F/Futa] Homecuming
"Hey mom!" I called out, setting my bad down next to the doorway as I walked inside the old, familiar house. College had such a different smell, one of stress, release, sex, work... But home. It was always calming, the smell of cooking and warmth. It was nice to be home. I called out again with no response, and decided to check out the rooms upstairs, just in case you were napping or distracted with work on your computer. I know you worked from home, so you could just be on a call. But as I walk up the stairs, the sounds I hear are not any of these things. I hear sliding, I hear slapping and moaning. And instantly I am warped back to my teenage years, sneaking up to your door to listen, my heart beating out of my chest. You left the door wide open this time, my time at college leaving you with a sense of privacy. Or at least distance. It was true that since I saw you that first time and heard your lust soaked voice moan my name, I started teasing you. I would wear just boxers around, early morning wood poking out, and me seemingly unaware of my partial nudity. I would walk from the bathroom nude, right desire your wide open door. I'd fall asleep on the couch with my dick out and listen to your panting and moaning as your tried to hide your orgasm on the chair next to me. And tonight, your legs wide open, a vibrator shoved up your perfect pussy and your cock throbbing as you looked at your cellphone. Undoubtedly, you were looking at that pic i "accidentally" sent you that I asked you to delete, the one with cum on my chest for my "girlfriend". I slowly undress and enter your room, cock already free and throbbing. Tonight, you'd finally get what you wanted. I have all week off and for this week, I'll fulfill all your fantasies about me.Alternate Idea
: Sister or Aunt.
If there is anything I didn't cover, I'd love to talk to you about it! Talk to me about Demons fucking Nuns, Talk to me about Post-Apocalypse Sex and Survival, Talk to me about Prehistoric dinosaur fucking, talk to me about Werewolves hunting a mercenary group called the "Riding Hoods" and their Leader, Red, talk to me about Furry races and high fantasy combined.... give me anything, and I will work with you on it.
I guarantee that I will answer every message I get.
And as for anything else, just ask. I am a fountain of creative energy, ready to explore the worlds that you want to fulfill. I am a GM, a storyteller, and a dirty minded writer who loves to turn people on. Hopefully, I'll see you at the checkout counter.