[M4AplayingF] 10 (NSFW) Plots Available - Choose your favorite(s)

[Lalo]

I am 18+ and all characters/participants must be 16 years of age or over, and/or the physical and mental equivalent.

**RULES - Read before proceeding**
1) You MUST BE DETAILED. Two paragraphs minimum.
2) Don't make me do all the work. First impressions are important. If you message me, tell me which plot(s) caught your attention, your kinks/limits and ask me any questions you may have. Don't just say "hi" or "how are you?" I won't bother to answer. Get to the point.
3) DON'T leave me on read. If you're going off for whatever reason, let me know beforehand. Don't just disappear without an explanation. Communication is key.
4) I'm open to any suggestions. Feel free to ask questions, pitch your own thoughts/opinions/ideas and lastly, don't hold back. Show me what you got! Don't be shy.
5) We can change and flip the roles when it comes to race/ethnicity if you prefer to play different from what the original prompt says for your role.
6) When you choose the plot you like the most, inform me whether you'd like it to be a one-shot or longterm.
7) I do both first and third person. But my preference is first.
8) I speak both English/Español.

**Important Note**
I edited the plots and made them smoother/cleaner. So, if I make a small mistake, please let me know as well as any tips. I would greatly appreciate it! I'm the owner of these plots, made them myself.


PLOTS 1-10


Plot 1 - Your Stream gets Interrupted by a Big Favor; Roommates Theme
You shared an apartment with a roommate for the past few months, about half an hour away from school if you don't count traffic. It was also in the ghetto side of the city which is much cheaper. And with all these school loans, you had to make the right decisions little by little. You're a gamer whenever the books are not used, playing video games and sometimes streaming since there's hope you can make it somewhat big in the next two years. And with a pretty face and cute body, you sure could - especially with all the coplay stuff you saved up before heading to college. And also before staying in the budget. Your roommate was also in the same campus as you are, but his focus isn't really academics but sports. He has a little vibe of the fuckboy-ish attitude and looks. Tall, well-formed, built like a very strong basketball player and has the looks. He also smokes tons of weed when there's no practice but usually tries to cut it down since the man has to be responsible. If you ever have to go into his room for something or ask for something, the room will most likely stink a bit of his bad habits. But overall, you find him to be cool and cooperative since there hasn't been an issue at all, yet. If he comes home late, he shows his 'friendly' side by bringing some food for you like Taco Bell. You also do the same and buy groceries whenever he's short on money. There was no food this morning in the fridge so you decided to get up early and head to the store. The fridge an hour later was now full. Your roommate wakes up a few hours later, not expecting anything but sees enough food to make some breakfast for both. But before he could begin, he wanted to thank you for the stuff. That same morning, you were on your gaming chair in the middle of a live stream wearing a very tiny skimpy outfit that revealed lots of skin, sat on your pink gaming chair whilst on your livestream. Since you had your headphones on, you weren't aware outside of everything else. Your roommate knocks several times, hearing the button-smashing and chats to which he got the idea you were probably speaking to your friends. He opens the door, making his way to your direction while making sure he doesn't Interrupt what you are doing. Since you were in the middle of a game, he waits a few minutes behind you until it is over. He stands behind you, tapping your shoulder by greeting you "good morning"  as you give a sweet smile back. There was a small problem... or on this case, more like a 'big' package arriving specifically for her. He had morning wood under his boxers. You never once looked back behind your chair. Both were talking, promising you that he'll pay you back as you insist that "it's okay, it is okay, no worries." His eyes look down to see your small little outfit, having an idea and growing hungry. "I don't know how to pay you back but there's something i can offer in return?" He says as you wave to your viewers before taking your headset off, replying "You don't need to. But I could see that you aren't going to listen. What do you have in mind?" You ask curiously as your roommate stands next to you, placing his hand behind your head and pushing your pretty face against his inner thigh. "End your stream, now." He says with his deep, dominant voice while on camera. Your fans witnessing your cute face against it as you let out a nervous giggle and apologize to your fans that you'll be back, turning the camera off...

Plot 2 - Ghetto Black gets Railed by BWC; Pizza Delivery Theme
Y/c had her very first job working for this pizzeria a mile away from her house. This was a good start since she's still in school, going in to work as soon as she was done with all her periods of the day. Living in the ghetto wasn't easy and you had to support yourself while still living with your parents. School was a bitch and you needed money to buy those expensive text books for this incoming semester. Coming from low-income family and not having the best balances lifestyle sucked, hence why you began to apply for many places. Knowing that you were still rather young, nobody wanted to take you in. That's when you got a call back and heard from this place that that were looking for young talent who are full of energy and motivated to serve the customers. The first week you were scheduled three days of the week with 4 hour shifts which wasn't bad. You worked from the back, making pizzas and anything else in the menu. You weren't enjoying it since you were in a rush, they were having you run here and there. After the three days were done, the person who usually delivers couldn't show up. They called you to cover for him and you did, showing up to work. Since you and the other young man working in the back didn't didn't licenses, you were picked to use the bike to deliver two orders right now. You got on the bike, riding it to the places you need to be, putting those legs and cardio to the test! You didn't even have time to put your uniform correctly, showing off the underside of your big black ass. It was going to be much slower today with many orders being delayed since only one person was working back at the pizzeria, as well as there wasn't anybody who could use the car. This one customer ordered a large pizza with Hawaiian topping along with jalapenos. He had been waiting for almost an hour before deciding to cancel it online. You were already on the way, hoping the man was still waiting and not cancel. You were finally in the street, getting off the bike quickly “**Fuck fuck fuck...!**” muttering under your breath as you ran up the steps to your house, knocking loudly on the door while holding the pizza on your hand after running behind on deliveries. When he hears the door being knocked loudly continuously, he open it up. The first guess was some white boy who has done this several times and other times, some old lady or man. "You must be the?" He asks sarcastically but annoyed, noticing it's a black girl who he hasn't seen before. This was the 1st job you ever had, never having to deal with an angry customer or really an angry adult alone before like this in your life, slowly walking into his house when he told her to despite knowing that your boss told you to always stay outside when delivering. “I-I’m like, REALLY sorry... I got your order mixed up with someone else’s, then they called and I had to go switch them... ugh, it’s just been a long day forreal” You say with a little laugh, looking up into his eyes, only seeing a stern angry white man staring back at you. "I ain't buying that cold crap." He says.

Plot 3 - Teacher Spills cup on client by accident; Yoga Theme
You run your own class during the weekdays, including Saturdays. A professional yoga instructor that has a successful online program as well. Not much is out there other than leading the way to your students with your exercises and stretches. It's impossible to hide your gluteus maximus with such tight leggings/yoga pants on every time you're in front of the class, teaching them how to do it right in certain positions. During one of your sessions, after it was all over, a customer of yours asked for some tips and tricks to release some stress in the human body with your stretches. You decide to take the time to help him since you weren't doing anything and classes were done. Besides, your next scheduled class is in an hour. You were feeling good after the last session, feeling much more flexible and hot. You had almost forgotten about your son's soccer practice but it was just getting starting back in school. If you ever did fall behind in time, you would ask your sister to do the favor or some other relative from your family. This man who's waiting for you had many things to learn when it came to stretching. Everytime you would see and watch over him, you would shake your head from awful those positions were executed. Even after working with him along with the class for a month, there was barely any improvements on his part. Was he just stupid or slow? Then again, both are about the same meaning. "Alrighty! I'll help you for a few minutes since I don't have much to do. So umm, srand up and let me show you how to do this right." After one specific stretch was completed, you both moved on to another. This went on for a good 20 minutes, teaching him this and that. At one point during an exercise, you told him to get close in order to get it right. You were bent over and felt something press too close onto you. You asked what was that? He acted like nothing happened and didn't know what. It was obvious he pulled a fast one and rubbed his pants against your ass while you didn't know what had happened from concentrating on the pose. After that, it was time to stop here from now. The man went to go make some protein shakes for the two of you, running and not seeing the sign that the floor was wet from a previous accident where someone dropped their drink. He called you up to come, meeting in the middle as he hands you the drink. You were also clumsy and didn't see the sign, grabbing the bottle with one hand while the other hand holds a used shirt of yours wiping off the sweat from your chest and stomach. You take one bad step, accidentally dropping it on his shorts. You apologize, feeling embarrassed and stupid, trying to wipe the mess off his shorts. The sucker part is how it is mostly milk, unable to clean the large mess you made. The milk quickly stains and wets the shorts, feeling more weight as it pushes down. You quickly run to the closet to check if you have any spare pants for him since those he has on are unusable. You come back, running around the hazard area as you tell him to remove the shorts quickly.

Plot 4 - Milking and Selling; Negotiations Theme
It was the year 2040 when most farms were on a crisis because of an unknown flu that was hurting the animals like chickens, goats and cows. Businesses for them was on jeopardy and markers increased the prices of eggs and milk by 5x from its original price. Living in the country side of things was tough, especially owning your own farm. There were some hens at your place where they were still healthy. But it was only a few. Your father is the main man of the farm and land you live in. He's been working here for over +30 years, always doing well and enough to support his family. Competition was always crazy here since all the farm owners were also picking the pace up, selling their products quicker than others. But because of what is happening, sometimes your father would recieve visits from others who have their own land like his. You heard it all from panick to when is this going to end or what is the hold up with finding a cure to help these animals. Finding tasty, fresh milk was very difficult and the animals who reproduced all this weren't the only ones being affected. Men were also and the human population was declining by the mid 2030s. There were some healthy men out there that could be worth thousands for the factories. There could be so much done with sperm from both animals and humans. Your old man had a very important meeting to attend from another state. He told you he wasn't coming back for a while, probably three weeks so he left his own daughter in charge to look over the barn. There was a lot of pressure and put all his trust on you to feed the animals, clean and have the stuff ready for delivering at 5am. You gave him your word that you'll do everything to keep the place running and active. He gives a sheet to make you learn the steps on how to milk the cows, what or who to shave and let for a walk...etc. After a few days later, business was super slow and lackluster. You did everything you had to do, selling the pigs and giving some other breeds medicine. Rent was due by the end of the week and you noticed your old man didn't give you enough for the bill. You gave him a call but to no answer. You called over and over again, even leaving a voice-mail. There wasn't enough time and he even emphasizes that he'll be super busy the whole three weeks. You acted quickly and did some research in the meantime. You went to the local Laundromats and stores, posting some ads that would catch the eye of men. They were posted all on paper boards from like Laundry places, gas stations and other public spots with your email written on it. You listed the conditions and what you're looking for specifically. 1) Looking for healthy men with a doctor's record of all the tests on your body. 2) Show proof and send a pic of yourself. 3) Message me back and we'll plan a schedule. 4) You will earn something back in return for your assistance. The last part was specified in depth that you'll be getting a cut from the money if all plays out well! A day later, you recieved around 15 messages. At first you got excited but then saw many men who were out of shaped, looked like they were on drugs or many who didn't show the slips. The last message however did do everything you asked for. The pics, doc, and information about himself. You knew this was the guy to do business with. You send him a message that same hour "I milk you and sell the product with you getting a cut from it. Sounds like a good deal, right?~" you send this message to him. He agrees to split the money with you and plan to meet up at your place at the farm in your barn. You bit your lip, having the machine ready and having faith this will work. You went to the barn, taking care of all your responsibilities. The next morning, you got ready, wearing something a little provocative and revealing as you got a text that he's at your porch with a macho-like vibe. "The bull is here."

Plot 5 - Playful Teen isn't tall enough for rides; eXXXtrasmall Theme
Kelly (18) is a teenager who looks innocent and acts like one to get advantage of getting what she wants. Her parents are very overprotective on who or where she goes, always asking her where she's going. She's spoiled and has everything in her room. Not only that but deserves it since she's that typical good girl and straight A' student. She's pretty short, doesn't have the height for most rides & people mistaken her age. During the summer, her parents go on a fun trip for two weeks. Six Flags, Knotts Berry Farm, Zoo...etc, tons of fun places. Kelly in the other wasn't feeling it this year since she felt under the weather after a day on the trip, probably car sickness is what initiate it. Her parents had already booked the trip and tickets, not only coming alone but with other family members/groups like cousins, brothers, sisters, friends and the list goes on. Since Kelly didn't want to jeopardize the whole payed adventure that they already scheduled, she told them she was going back home to rest and take some medication. She didn't want to be here any ways and just felt too sick, even sweating. So she ordered a cab and took her back home which was a 3 hour drive. After coming back home, she puked and her face was blue, taking her medication. She slept all day that day. Thanks to her amazing immune system healing, she was back to herself the next morning to the point where she regretted leaving. Now the young teen was stuck here for the next week all by herself. She was bummed out but quickly ignored it, going to the backyard to blow bubbles and put her sunglasses on, being cheerful and dancing. She changed into her bikini and jumped in the pool, giggling and playing with her toys. The neighbor recieved a call from her parents to keep track on their daughter while gone - if anything goes wrong or is being bad to report it to them. He agreed and always looked out the window to make sure she wasn't going overboard.This was the first time by herself so of course she was going to take advantage by making a mess, taking bubble baths inside with bubbles all over the ground and coming down the floor since she was running bare-footed around the house. Balloons could be seen floating in the air with techno lights flashing in her room. Later that day, the neighbor gives her a call, asking if she's doing okay and reminding her that Kelly's parents put him in charge. She tells him that she needs help getting a jar of peanuts that she can't get to since it is up on the refrigerator. He agrees to help her after he gets out of work. Once out, he looks over the walls to see the petite teen walking around naked practically. For such a smart girl, she's definitely clumsy or too comfortable in her area. "What kind of parent gives her this much liberty? She must have the softest parents." The neighbor was going to take advantage of her being alone, to see if she'll take the bait. He doesn't bother to put pants on, going to her house with his boxers on and a tanktop since she was asking for help later. The door was unlocked, going inside the house to find her. He passes the kitchen, seeing the jar of peanuts on top of the refrigerator but there is no sign of Kelly. He grabs the jar, looking around. He goes up the stairs first only to see her panties and all types of bikinis on her bed. It was a mess. He then goes downstairs to the living room where she's at, building a tower with the legos. She has her nerdy glasses on, long knee socks and totally distracted. He stands behind her, placing the jar in front of his giant bulge since he got aroused seeing her panties. "I'm here Ms. Kelly. Is that all?" She turns around clueless but then extremely happy. "Thank you mister!" She grabs the jar with two hands, pulling it towards her as her eyes then look over the jar. (To be continued)

Plot 6 - Confronting your son's bully; MILF and Bully Theme
Your son was the puny nerd who always came back home with a bruise somewhere on his body. He was already grown up in college, being treated horribly; recieving wedgies, his text books being stolen and burned, his bike's tire being popped, getting kicked...etc. You couldn't handle seeing your babyboy come back with his feelings broken anymore and clearly, your son didn't have the guts to speak up. Sometimes you wished he could just man up and go up to them. You had to carry the balls around here and stand your ground. You couldn't take it anymore and planned to meet that boy by the end of this week after work. You were wearing something nice and tight which revealed your MILFy body and huge tits. You knock on the door, tapping your heels on the ground from all the anger stored inside you and ready to blow up and give this young jerk a lesson. Back in your days it wasn't acceptable and neither is it today. You couldn't believe these kind of behaviors have no chanced changed over the decades. Back in the 70s and 80s you would get your butt kicked from even teachers with their rulers and ear pulls. The bully opens it, his tall height and hunky physique towering your frame. "Are you the young man who has been messing with my son, Billy?" You ask m/c (21), keeping your back straight with your chest pushed up, wanting to show this kid that you were serious with your body language. He answers with a simple, uncaring "mhmm." While chewing on some gum. "Listen to me you little shit. You need to back off and keep your hands away from my boy, do you hear me!? I don't want you near him or else I'm going to report you to the councilors, okay?" You raise your voice a little, promising yourself that you wouldn't curse but that went down the drain immediately. Maybe there was a little intimidation and you hesitated a little but soon got all in his face with your mommy demeanor, scolding him that it isn't right to do such ugly things. "Damn... didn't know Billy had such a hot mom. How much do your charge for a good time?" He asks, being inappropriate and changing the subject as he had no interest on replying to you about your son. And I mean, what did you expect? He's a loser and will not be taken seriously by anyone. He quickly insists in taking this indoors before you lose your shit again, letting you in to settle the score and talk without making a scene outside. You take a deep breath, starting over again and why you're here in the first place. You try to lecture him and look him dead in the eyes to piss off before threatening to call the principal. On his side, he dismisses what you said, staring at your cleavage and lacy bra underneath as he had one proposition that might get him to stop for a small period. "Maybe I could cut it a little but..."

Plot 7 - Used by Neighbors; Trailer Park Theme
You (18) were this young girl who went on a trip one day with friends during vacation season since you're off school for the next three weeks. By first day you packed your bags, went into the airport with your friends and got to the destination you had to be in. Once you were all there, the next four days was nothing but fun times; enjoying the top massages from the hotel, playing tennis, going out to parties and so on so. By the sixth day, it was time to go to another far state since there's a friend who's going to pick you girls up. You forgetting about it and having a long deep sleep, you woke up two hours later, after everyone had left. You quickly got ready, rushing downstairs to see everyone gone. You took a quick cab to the airport where you had your tickets but you somehow lost your wallet which had everything; money, identification, tickets, belongings in general. The airport was super far too since this state only has one. It was also one of the ones with the most desert secured areas. When you noticed you didn't have money, the driver stopped his vehicle, already a quarter away from the city. He kicks you off the cab along with your bag, leaving you in the middle of nowhere! The airport is 8 hours away and you were upset, panicking since your phone couldn't get a damn signal. You walked 40 tiring minutes when you came across this ghetto-looking trailer park place. The area looked ugly and you could tell it was a bunch of low-income residents. You went to the office of the landlord but happens to be he/she isn't there. The sign said 'will be back in 5 days' and with that you went to the nearest trailer to ask for a phone. No one cared and ignored your knocks... until there was one lady around her early 40s who let you in. Place smelled funny and so unattractive to look at it but she welcomed you, asking you questions and what/why happened. You told the story, was able to use the phone but the signals we're all dead. Your friends thought that you had left or went with someone else since you all didn't have the same plane back. And with little to no worrying about you, they never went back to think if you were already there or if you went back to your home state since that happened last year went you went back home from being too sick to stick around. With your friends away, your phone out of data and no signal, no one around here to take you or is willing to take you that far without money even though you promised to pay them...etc, you were hopeless. The lady had a barely functional car that looks like it'll break midway into the travel but you didn't have a choice. Let alone, she needed cash since she hasn't used the car in a couple weeks with no gas on the tank. She also looked you a certain way, staring at your young body and groping you teasingly. You didn't swing that way but she kissed you, whispering in your ear that there's a way to make quick money in a few days. There was no choice but to let men use you. You hated the idea but things smoothed a little when she gave you tips, advice and encouragement. You went with it and later that evening, did around five guys. Fat, old and dirty guys. Day 1, check. Day 2, check. Day 3, long day. Day 4, another long day. By Day 5 you were out of it and was ready to quit before she brought someone who was going to pay you double. But this tall sweaty man wants to use you from the rear. which isn't on the chart. The lady insists you take it in order to leave by tonight and so you nervously accept, telling her to bring the man inside. You wait inside the smell hot trailer with a cheap condom on your hand. That was the only condition you have for this. But what if it breaks? Who knows if he has any diseases and/or doesn't pull out in time?

Plot 8 - Getting sister's boyfriend while she's away at school; Plumber Theme
Your mother told your sister to call her boyfriend to fix the sink since it was jammed and wasn't functioning. Your sister's boyfriend happens to work for the plumber company so what better way than to ask him? He may not even charge and will be a free work on the house since he's dating her. In the other hand, she has school to attend and won't be available all afternoon. Your mom works from noon to late evening, so she'll also not be present in the house. She did in fact allow him to come in whenever he's ready since your mom will leave the back door unlocked. As well as give him permission to grab a soda if he gets thirsty. You in the other hand was the only person available at home by the time he comes inside. The man goes through the back door followed by the kitchen, checking the sink out and underneath it to see what problems it has. Around that time, you quietly walk down the stairs to take a good look at him, hiding your body behind the wall but your head out, watching him as he's full geared, having his bag with all the tools inside. You didn't have the best relationship with your daughter and could sometimes get ugly. You weren't the nice 'sister' either. You were strict and demanded respect in the house since you think you're the one in charge in this world of yours. You were the rebellious sister in a way sometimes. You still haven't forgotten how your sister beat you to asking a guy out before she met this boyfriend a year ago. It pissed you off since you liked the guy a lot and all for nothing since she broke up with him in a month. Now it'll be wrong and weird to shoot your shot with him since that guy dated your sister. You were going to pull the bitch card and sore loser move as you still want to get some payback which isn't even necessary. But you felt like it and thought your sister's boyfriend is hot. You have your opportunity now, probably the only time ever to try to make yourself feel a little better. There's no remorse towards you nor anything redeemable.You clearly feel like a bitch today and plan to bang your sister's boyfriend which is a dick move. You decided to take advantage of this 1 hour or so without both of them, going big by wearing booty shorts ever that reveal the bottom half side of your plump butt. You then make your way to the kitchen, acting as if you have no interest in speaking to him, going to the refrigerator to grab a water bottle. He greets you while working underneath the sink layed on his back, repairing the damage on the pipe. You say "hi" back to him but as you stand there, acting dumb by making it look like he's not there, you start to get a little annoyed that he isn't staring at you or getting a glimpse at the corner of his eye. He's one-hundred percent focused on removing the pipe off with his pipe wrench, taking it off and placing it on the floor. Before he can get the new pipe he from the homedepot, you stop him, asking him if both of you could talk real quick? He stands up before you drop the bottle in purpose, bending over to grab it in front of him, your back facing him.

Plot 9 - F*cialed N' Fired! Secretary Office Theme
Not too long ago I hired my very own secretary, you, to work for my company. The problem is you were terrible at your job. I've had complaints about you making mistakes and not being all too bright. There's not really any strong points to say about you besides your heavy rack isn't even something work-related. You probably already had the idea that the reason I hired you was because your big fake breast were basically almost falling out of your white buttoned shirt during the interview. The only reason your colleagues didn't have the balls to report you and/or come to their boss was because of the looks you have, always showing off too much cleavage to the point where your lace bra were always exposed. They all loved being nice to you, giving you sweet good morning greets and being fake only so they can get lucky enough to get into your pants which they isn't going to happen. As said previously, there were many complaints but it was coming from the customers you attended before. After many angry emails, I as the boss, need to do something about it.  Everyone kissed my ass in this company. Your boss was good-looking, handsome, built, tall and in his 20s. Just because you were receiving negative feedback didn't mean it was 'cause you were lazy or 'dumb'. You always did your best and tried to make yourself look good, especially when your boss was present during your work hours. The question is, are you a dumb secretary? What's the issue with you? All you have to do is look pretty, be on the phone and make appointments. One evening, I told you to stay for over-time since it was a busy, hectic day. Everyone was gone at this point and for the first time in three months, you were doing okay-ish. The damage was already done and my manhood was on the line. I was going to take care of you and fire you tonight. I order you to come to my office in ten minutes. You thought you were going to get some raise or praise for your work ethics from your hottie boss. You made sure to fix your little slutty skirt and you definitely had the top buttons undone to show those bimbo milkers. You make your way to the door, knocking as I tell you to come in. My office was nice; a work desk, 10k couch, fancy Italian paintings from the 1600s, a big see-through wall behind my chair that has the perfect view of the city and much more. You sit down across from me on the chair, ready to hear what I have to say. Your boss was doing some paperwork, hands full before giving you a glance of slight disappointment. That's when he brings you the news about the drama that has been going on around here behind your back. You go in denial that you been doing a terrific job and doing everything I ask you to. Even going as far to saying that they are jealous of you and how you are more popular. I chuckle, shaking my head as I agree with you that in terms of popularity, you are winning. My eyes stare at your cleavage, pointing with my pen at them that the reason you even lasted three months was because of that rack. And because of all the emails and backlash, I as your boss, need to dismiss you. Your heart skips a beat, gasping as you say how this is unfair and that everyone is making up things because you look better than their wives. I cut you off losing patience, giving you a choice - put that mouth to good use for once... or be FIRED.

Plot 10 - Girlfriend leaves me pent up; Little Sister helps Brother
It was late at night and dad was still gone, unusual for him to not come home sometimes. Dad wasn't home and it was starting to get late. He probably wasn't going to make it tonight as far as I'm aware. Maybe he stayed over at a coworker's house or had something to do without letting us know. He always messages you so we'll see in an hour or so if there's an update. Speaking about my relationship status with my little sister, we don't always see each other. I'd say it is always a few times per month, sometimes longer and sometimes fewer. Usually family gatherings are the times I see you. There's no bad blood at all, I always liked you and whenever I take you to school on my car (which are rare), I make sure no one checks you out since my sister to most boys check you out. Other times teacher's don't believe you when you tell them that, that tall strong white man is your older brother (since we have different skin tone and/or don't look alike since we have different mothers.) But I disagree. Sure, we may not be similar in terms of being the same fledged race as one another but we do have some of the same features like same nose, smile...etc, small things like that. My girlfriend and I walked back home after college classes. We were both planning to get it on that same day at my place. The anticipation was continuing to grow and I couldn't wait to get my hands on her. It had been over a week since we last slept together and both of us wanted it badly. Once we were home, both went upstairs to my room; making out, touching, licking, beginning to strip to their undies. My girl was starting to get excited and groped me with one hand until her pocket pants began to vibrate. At first, we both ignored it for a good two minutes but after the 7th call, she had to pick up. By the time I saw her disappointing facial expression, I knew it was another excuse, another day where she had to go. It was her mother who needed to be picked up from work and go straight to the doctor's appointment. She left, promising that next time, she'll make it up to me. She kissed my cheek before leaving the house. I knew it couldn't be done by myself and needed help...my mind was betraying me as I began to think about my little sister (you/18). You heard us home, and heard the giggles my supposed girlfriend was making before listening to the kisses and sounds that you tried to tune out. You was laying on your bed in a blue hoodie and a black thong, going through your phone and rolling your eyes turning the Bluetooth speaker a little louder as you bit your lip with your ass facing to the door. You hum while chewing on some gum, focused on what you were doing on your phone before hearing a knock from the door "hey sis, you awake? I need to talk to you." I say behind the door, one hand placed over my pants. You yell back while kicking your legs up and down from behind “Yeah I am, you can come in if you want too. I’m not not doing anything much."

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Bonus Plots: Furry Settings

Plot 1 - Mating Season Volume 1
It was that time of the year when men had their needs and went out to find some meat. Long story short, m/c is on the prowl, going out to the wilderness in search for some ass. The very hung bull was starting to leak between his legs, lots of milk dripping. Hours and hours later after hunting some food & camping it out for the night, another day again with same routine. M/c is known as an alpha and walks the forest like he owns it. The ripped and dried, milk-stained shorts are barely holding the enormous package as each step makes the sweaty bells sway from side to side.
On the other hand, y/c was also wandering around in the middle of no where in the woods, in predator territory. And y/c was everything m/c is looking for to breed; big round ass and a nice body. What were you doing here all alone? Were you lost? Were you picking up wood or finding something? Were you skinny-dipping in the lake? Were you being a little slut perhaps and trying to catch a dominant predators' attention? (Describe any reason, doesn't have to be those listed.) Eventually, m/c smelled someone nearby, a prey as he's skilled when it comes to hunting. Y/c's scent could be detected and m/c sees you behind those bushes, seeing a silhouette of a feminine body... and so the muscular hunk walks to y/c asking what she's doing here- (to be continued)

Plot 2 - Mating Season Volume 2
Our colony isn't in their strongest phase at the moment and this generation became a total embarrassment. 85 years ago, the warriors representing the colony were real men and women. And today, it has aged terribly where you see femboys and weak women & men walking these streets that were once dominated by powerful, ruthless bodies. M/c is part of the special forces that go out to battle the colonies' freedom every day for a better future. The special used to carry around 15,000 men/women but now hold around 300 at the base. Rumors have been circulating of many more enemy cites nearby wanting to take this land. This colony accepts all races, species; all ages and non-judgmental. That's how m/c was accepted as he isn't related to anyone here who are a whole different animal race. Felines were the most faces you see here and m/c is a (Bull/or Horse). The king of the colony demanded a new rule to the books and hosted a conference meeting back in his enormous pyramid. There, the conversation and topic lasted for a full day until a verdict was finally finalized. What is it exactly? The next morning, the civilians and everyone came to the announcement speech to hear out this urgent news that will have an effect on the colony. The representative of the king holding a sheet said the following - "Only adults need to hear this as this will be super important to you all. Every single person will be involved in this rule from the ages 16 and above. And it will take place next week. Since we're losing so many warriors every week, cornering us to under 300 brave men/women, it is time to have an enormous breeding session week, for next week. All women will be sent to the pyramid where you'll be guided to a stall to get bred by our men. We need more life and to save this generation. Our new-borns will grow quick and we'll raise every single one to become an elite warrior from here on out. This is unacceptable in what we have become and now its time to change it. In three days, all you women will report to the pyramid and will offer your bodies to the men who are in the special forces. Their sperm is guaranteed to bring life to the future and most powerful genes." All of this had a mix reaction from the crowd; some confused, some protesting and others patriotically accepting for the greater good. Y/c shows up to a long line down the main doors. The pyramid alone was intimidating to look at since she's not sure what will happen or how one will be treated inside. Every floor inside had around twenty stalls next to each other. You were assigned the second floor in stall number 10. The walls were thick enough so you can have some privacy and not hear the other women being used with moaning mess. All stalls were a small room with hay on the floor, water, lube and other minor things. You were nervous, rubbing your arm as you waited for the man who's going to mate with you. All of a sudden, the door slot opens as he says "hands on the wall and bend over." M/c says, voice sounding deep and strict.

Plot 3 - Big Booty Neighbor milks Hung Stallion; Corruption Cheating Theme
You are a self-employed individual who works here and there, having a medical background has surely worked on you over the years. Being a college drop out, you were now debating in life whether to go back to school to finish it up since you half-assed it. You have a boyfriend(/or girlfriend) living with you. You're both happy and moved to this neighborhood about two months ago. The ones living next door to y'all are siblings. You always got along with the sister as you rarely saw the brother since he works late night shifts. One early noon, my little sister comes to knock on your door to ask if you could do her a favor? She explains the issue of her brother (me) who's having a problem with his genitals lately and since she knows you have some knowledge on these things, asks if he (me) could come over for a quick check-up? You accept, since you don't have things to do today and she promises to pay you once she's back from work. My sister is on a hurry, giving you a quick hug before running to catch the bus. You're basically going to check on me, almost like a physical. In an hour she said he'll show up so you make yourself some brunch, then cleaning the living room before you hear a knock on the door. You sigh and walk to the door wearing tight clothing that shows off your best and doughy assets. You open it only to see a tall, muscular and good-looking Anthro waiting to come inside. You're speechless for a second, being the first time you see this horse during the day. And he didn't leave much of a imagination since his 'enormous' personality could be seen poking through the fabric of the shorts, letting you realize the big situation you are going to have to solve with your nurse gloves. You welcome him inside, making some small talk before leading the way to the bathroom where you'll examine his massive bells that aren't able to reproduce. You sway your hips from side to side (intentionally/ unintentionally), grabbing his attention. Once you both make it to the room, you ask him to pull his pants down so you can get a close look on what the circumstances look like.

Plot 4 - WhoreVille Alley Checkpoint; Late Night Truck Driving
What can I say about my life; I have kids at home I don’t even see all week besides Sunday's, the mother raises them and doesn't see me either, who knows if she's messing with another man or is tired of living basically a single-parent life. Being a trucker isn't the best life in terms of a family man. I'm always cruising from state to state, land to land, farm to farm, you get it. My enormous eighteen-wheeler has the been the best thing a man could ever have... but that was when I was much younger in my 20s. Now being in my late 30s (or 40s), shit has been tough in the streets. Always carrying heavy packages, delivering a bunch of stuff to barns and houses and dealing with annoying bosses made me to become independent, not having a boss & taking my time. Stopping by to get a burger with fries, take a nap after and then continue delivering things. After spending $700 bucks to fill the whole gas tank, I went on another 16-hour drive to my next destination. Long hours, barely enough sleep until I made it to the factor. There, I got off and brought down all the objects. I got paid and left, going to my next destination which is an hour long. Since I was passing by a Ghetto western-like town, I said hell with it and took a bathroom break to get a smoke. My truck was parked across the street from a nightclub and smoked some to let my lungs feel better from all the stress. All I had to do was look to the side to see some sluts leaned against the brick walls. You name it; cats, cheetah, pony...etc, only a few. I could tell the vibe where they're coming from but mind my business before y/c walked to my direction as she thinks I'm one of those desperate locals who got their weekly check to waste it on them. I simply didn't reply, leaving y/c hanging before she presses her ass against my crotch, offering a discount since in her words "you're cute~" which whatever, y'know. My wallet was semi fat, needing some more convincing as you start to get touchy and provocative.

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