nsfw ★ the thirst continues, but this time kinkier

[moes]

Okay, so: I have a few prompts in mind that I would like to play out, feel free to mix/match or whatever, I literally could care less. I'm having this separate from my thirst catch-all post that I threw up because this has a lot more content warnings, not to mention this is a lot more specific.

Feel free to choose a character of mine - within reason, of course - and choose a scenario and pretty much have at it! In terms of kinks, I'm pretty good with most things except for bathroom stuff, but if you're not sure, feel free to message me here or on my plurk (endlesseight)!

OPTION I. (cw: tentacle monsters)

[ You're a hero of some sort. Or at least, someone who cares enough that when they see a damsel in distress, they're not going to ignore her. Especially when that damsel seems to be groped and completely violated by tentacles, her clothes utterly torn. She seems to be crying for help, too -- loud enough for you to hear.

Of course you're going to save her, right?

There's no way that you're just going to leave her be like that.

Spoilers, though: the tentacle monster is actually the girl. This is just a lure to get you into its trap. ]

OPTION II. (cw: bdsm, dub/noncon)

[ Welcome to the dungeon.

You have two options within this one:

A) You are the owner of this dungeon -- whether you're a king, queen, someone of high ranking, or just something else entirely different and you've managed to capture a monster. Maybe they're an actual monster or perhaps they're in the guise of a human being. Who knows. Nevertheless, they're tied up and bound, not to mention that they're wearing absolutely nothing at this point.

Time for the punishment.

B) You are the captive. Basically, the reverse of the first one. The prompt's pretty much the same, though.

Everything you have is at your disposal, too, so go wild. ]

OPTION III. (cw: hypnotism, dub/noncon, potential for body mods)

[ You are either the victim or the one doing the hypnotizing, so pick your poison. As for the prompt itself:

If you are the victim, you have found yourself ushered into a place - an empty classroom, a doctor's office - by the suggestion of a teacher and are now going to be subjected to hypnosis. It's good for you. It'll help with your stress. Whatever excuse would suit your character.

If you are the hypnotizer, you are now the owner of a brand new phone application that advertises that it can do anything to anyone just as long as you've snapped a photo of them! Once you've had that shot, you can make the person do pretty much whatever you want. And perhaps as a bonus, since this is your very first time, you can even modify the person's body to your liking! Want them to have big breasts? Sure. Lewd outfits? Go right on ahead. Anything else? Why the hell not. It's all pretty much fair game now that you're in control. ]

OPTION IV.

[ You find yourself facing a mirror with another person. In that mirror, you see yourself and your partner doing a sexual act - pick your poison - and you realize something is completely off. It feels like it's supposed to be a memory of sorts, but you don't recall doing the act at all. But as the 'memory' plays, the more you'll wind up needing the other person to actually screw you.

So go ahead and do it.

Once you do it, however, the memory will soon become reality.

Alternatively, for this option, you can have them sucked into the memory mid-fuck and finish the fuck. I literally don't give a fuck. ]

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[imaginenumbers]

Huh?

[That's definitely a strange question out of the blue, but it isn't necessarily a bad one. Nor it was something that she would keep a secret, either.]

I do, but I'm not that good at it. [She's really good at the doggy paddle. This is canon.] Are we going to the pool...?

[deusexhormones]

Well, it's nice out so I figured that's not a bad place to go! It's too early in the day to eat, and... well, I guess neither of us have swimsuits on us, so we'd need to go shopping for a new set anyway...

[ Okay, that's a good game plan! He nods to himself again. Yes, swimsuit shopping and then a pool. And then maybe going to eat? Or maybe he could rent some hotel room to stay the weekend with her...? Yeah, that could be totally fine. I mean yeah he'd need to check in with someone or another but who cares, his life has taken a turn for the strange and unique and the amazing, so...

Okay wait no, Suzumiya, don't get too ahead of yourself. ]

Anyway! Let's go for a little shopping run!

[imaginenumbers]

[There's a raise of brows, an almost curious look of 'right now?' but she soon accepts it as she squeezes his hand, her lips curving into a bright smile of her own.] Yes, of course...!

[deusexhormones]

[ There is some acknowledgement in the far corner of his mind that perhaps he's moving too far forward too fast and right now he's essentially asked her to drop the rest of her day and he's dropped the rest of his day but...

On the other hand, who cares? After all, she was pretty much his entirely now. He glances down at her, at the length of her hair and then the phone and he hums... hmmm... Well, as they head towards the shopping district, he fiddles with some settings. First things first, let's increase impressionability, decrease some inhibitions, that'll make her more cooperative. More just to amuse himself more than anything though he also makes her slighter shorter than she even was. ]

Anyway, so what's up with you, Sakura?

[ ... Apparently he's just being familiar off the bat. ]

[imaginenumbers]

[Well, it isn't as if Sakura was up to anything too important, anyway. She was only outside to buy some groceries, after all. But none of that mattered now that she was here, with him. The love of her life-- the only person that meant anything to her. The moment he attempts to make her more cooperative is the same moment she decides to attach herself onto him, wrapping both of her arms around his own, not even caring that her rather ample chest is pressed against it. And when he makes her shorter? Well, she's around 5'1", and just slightly tweaking that puts her at a nice 4'9". Glancing at him, all the shyness gone from her expression, she finds herself laughing a little bit.] Ahaha... it's nothing much, really. [She says 'nothing much' because obviously what she was doing earlier is less important than what she's doing now.] I was planning on going grocery shopping, but then I saw you and thought that maybe it would be better to spend time with you. [With each syllable she speaks, Sakura gently pushes her body even closer to his, not even concerned that people might be watching.] Besides. I really want you to see my swimsuit, Suzumiya-san.

[deusexhormones]

[ That increased shortness coupled with the ample size of her breasts... honestly, the disconnect between the two created a quintessential moe element of you asked him? Honestly, there's some part of him which only wants to exaggerate those features further, particularly coupled with the longer hair her gave her. Perhaps there's a certain beauty you would never expect in reality which could be recreated through this new power? That sort of like new age oppai loli vibe...?

Being a little shy of six foot himself, he was always going to be almost (or now literally over) a foot taller than her anyway.

But that thought remains floating in the back of his mind, instead checking her out a little as he makes conversation with her. This more shameless vibe was fun! There's a time for purity and demureness, of course, but this mood's a lot more fun if you ask him! ]

I kinda figured you'd say that! After all, you've been so quick to come over, I figured you wanted to make some big impression!

[ Which she... you know, was? The feeling of her all but hanging off his arm here, pressing her chest into him... he grins a little more, his mind drifting a bit more towards the gutter... Actually, speaking of the gutter... ]

Iunno, I kinda was looking for someone like you to begin with earlier. I really lucked out.

[ Well, followed the GPS. ]

[imaginenumbers]

Really? [Sakura seems somehow shocked, and it shows in just how red her face is, but she isn't about to simply shy away in spite of it.] I'm glad...

[deusexhormones]

Of course!

[ It's still a good block or three to the shopping center he was planning to head to, and he grins a little down at her, resisting the urge to move his arm to pat her head or something. Instead, he fiddles with the phone in his free hand, not quite selecting something new, but checking some sub-menus. Man, there's so many options. ]

Almost like I saw you in a dream or something!

[imaginenumbers]

That makes me happy to hear. [She sounds rather proud of herself, especially when she sees that grin of his. There's a part of her that wants to monopolize him, even if it's not entirely of her own free will. But that doesn't really matter now, does it?] I think that this was fate, that we met.

[deusexhormones]

[ Huh, either that's some mental fortitude or some resilience to not think about the dreams he gave her last night? Or maybe the dreams didn't actually go through...? He decides not to think too hard on it, nodding along with the idea that it was fate. In a way, it was, right? Whoever created this app had decided that Sakura here made for the perfect tutorial for this app to him, and as such, who was he to question it! ... Well okay he would question it a lot if he wasn't having fun, but he was having fun, so whatever.

She seemed to be having fun too.

Oh, there's a neat one. They are walking to the shopping center to buy new swimsuits, but this app have options about her clothing too? Curious to see how it actually even works, he decides to push that in order to shift her towards something more immodest or at least more flashy than whatever she stepped out the door with. ]

Agreed.

[imaginenumbers]

[It's definitely mental fortitude, but it isn't as if she didn't reveal the reasons why. And it's true-- she's having fun in a lot of ways, too, and it shows in her smile. Maybe it's because he's made her fall in love with him, but details.] There's a lot of different swimsuits here... [She can't help but peer a little at some of them with quite a bit of curiosity.] What do you think of this one? [While it's not one of the most revealing bikinis, it's definitely something, to say the least.]

[deusexhormones]

[ Okay so it can't literally change the clothes on her body, just her sense of fashion, probably...? He grins a little bit more as she pulls him towards one of them, and he widens his eyes a little, nodding. ]

Oh, that one is pretty cute, actually! Will it fit?

[ ... That might seem like an odd question, but as he's asking that, he makes to fiddle on his phone again to make her already sizable breasts slightly bigger, making it more disproportionate with the smaller body he'd given her too. ]

[imaginenumbers]

I can always try it on. [It definitely is a rather large contrast -- her rather large breasts becoming even bigger still when he adjusts it -- not to mention that she's short in comparison to him now, but she doesn't seem to notice it at all in the slightest bit. Nor does she care about the difference.] Um... if you don't mind.

[deusexhormones]

No, no, go for it. [ She's probably asking so as to be away from him for a bit, right? To assure her that it's fine the young man nudges her a little before shifting out of whatever hold she might have to take a seat near one of the changing rooms, moving fairly deliberately. See, it's fine. ]

You can really impress, I'm sure!

[ ... She's getting to that moe vantage point now, being 4'9 and having even bigger breasts than whatever she started with. He's sure she's... well, it'll be easier to estimate with her in a swimsuit. He'll be able to think about it more...? But for now, he's just got a cocky grin for her. ]

[imaginenumbers]

Then I'll make sure to impress you specifically, Suzumiya-san! [She puffs out her chest with quite a bit of confidence before she grabs the swimsuit and heads to the changing room; she wants to make this swift so that she doesn't keep him waiting, after all. It takes her a few minutes but eventually she walks out with the swimsuit on.] ...how do I look?

[deusexhormones]

[ She changed pretty quickly! He barely even has time to consider modifying anything else on her before he nods and just waits for her, his cheeks flushing a little. But as she comes out, he does check her out. Does it fit? How's it fitting her new bigger chest? But either way, he pauses long enough to actually assess her before answering.

Such is his way. ]

[imaginenumbers]

[It's actually just a little tight on her, but not to the extent that it bothers her all that much -- and it shows as she seems to wear it with confidence and pride, chest puffed out with quite a bit of confidence, one hand on her hip.]

[deusexhormones]

[ . . . Okay.

Okay, he resists the urge to reach out and grab her chest to examine it that way, instead crossing his hands, standing, and then he nods in approval! ]

You look really good, actually! It's a cool style!

[imaginenumbers]

You think so?

[She can't help but smile, making a gesture that shows just how enthused she is. Thankfully Sakura is rather confident in her looks, which is why she's rather proud that he likes it.]

Then I should definitely get it! What are you getting for your swimwear, Suzumiya-san? Have you decided yet?

[deusexhormones]

I had a few things I was eyeing, yeah! Though I'll let you be the deciding vote!

[ and he walks on ahead, headless of the fact she probably didn't want to walk around the store in a bikini? But he's heading towards the ones he thought looked cool and even if she didn't follow he'll be doubling back to show off this. ]

[imaginenumbers]

[Does she want to walk around in a bikini? It's hard to tell, but she isn't given much of a choice when he goes on ahead to find a swimsuit-- of course, she does follow him-- and then gasps in awe.] That really suits you! [...oh, wait] I probably should change out of this first, though, since I still need to pay for it. [Since that's important. So she'll actually go ahead and change, but what he might notice is that when she comes out of the dressing room, the clothes she wears is different from the one she was wearing when he met him-- it seems to be a nearly see through sailor uniform.]

[deusexhormones]

Good, glad you like it!

[ As she goes to change he decides okay, she likes this, this is the one! And with that in mind, he goes up to the front to purchase this too. Should he offer to pay for her...? Nah, she worded it like she's got it handled. So instead, he just makes the purchase and doubles back in time to see her walking back out and as she does...

... Huh. ]

Oh, get another outfit?

[ Or did his clothing change just have some sort of time delay. And is she wearing a bra because he might feel bad if that bra ended up too tight on her because of the shifts in her physique he gave her. ]

[imaginenumbers]

This was the outfit I was wearing the whole time. [She cants her head to the side, blinking a little bit. The answer to his question is that she is wearing a bra, but it's one that fits on her thanks to the application. It seems that it wasn't exactly on a time delay, but rather... it interprets things a little strangely, sometimes. Hm!] Anyway, I'll go ahead and pay for this. Just wait for me, okay? [Which she'll go ahead and do before carrying the bag with her newly bought bikini back to him, still smiling before she wraps her arm around his own.] We're done here, right?

[deusexhormones]

... Oh, oops, my mistake.

[ Interesting.

Interesting... He laughs it off, letting her back on his arm and then glancing back down at the phone to better see if he got any sort of new update about this. He didn't, so it just took a while to interpret, probably? Either way, the end result is actually kind of amazing. See through Sailor. He waits for her to get back, and once she does, allows her back the space on his arm. He hums, and says, ]

Yeah, yeah! Onward towards the pool, then!

[ Assuming he didn't get distracted beforehand...? Hell, her body was amazing to look at now. It's really a moe aesthetic. Hmm. Hmm, actually... ]

Hey, Sakura. I said you were in my dreams, was I in yours?

[imaginenumbers]

Huh? [She walks side by side with him in the direction towards the pool, but when he asks that question, her feet stop for a second, if only because her face is turning red and she can't look at him straight in the eye.] That's... [A little frantic, her grip on him tightens a little before she finally answers, slightly timid:] Yes. You were.