THE KINKIEST

For the ULTRA dirty, kinky, weird stuff I'm not comfortable putting on my main NSFW blog.

[breedcubi]

@manturneddemon

The asari let out a grumpy growl before rolling her eyes with a begruding sigh. "Well..." Roy started, turning her eyes away from Aamon. "Everytime you've smacked my ass, recently, I've been really wanting you to just fuck and rail me on the spot... in public, in the halls, restaurant. Wherever, on the spot...""

Aamon stared down at his lover for a short while, before a devious grin came to his lips. Rather than slap her ass, as she was likely expecting, he'd lean down and kiss her. A soft, loving, tasteful thing...

...before she felt her womb start burning with raw desire.

"I know an alley with a bunch of asari sex workers. I'm gonna breed you in front of them, and if any of them want to join in or want a turn, you'll just have to share me~"

[breedcubi]

Keeping this here to the 'weirder kinks' blog just in case, potential tmi under the cut.

I don't masturbate to RP threads, no matter how pornographic, unless I have been given permission to by the other mun who is writing. And no, that doesn't mean I go around asking people (several of the people here who've known me for almost a decade now can attest to that)

However, having been given permission and even enthusiastic encouragement before -- I just have to say, man that rules.

[breedcubi]

"Sam gets to know my full name because of the obscene number of whores she's gifted me. And the fact that giving my true name to my silliest and weakest minion is, frankly, the funniest thing I could do."

Considering the fact that Aamon using Mona's real name usually starts a (playful) fight that blows up half a city block, it is an incredibly rare gift!

[breedcubi]

...Also after checking out my followers here for the first time in a while, I notice their are a few online blog style RP blogs following me.

Hello. Welcome (even if this welcome is likely over a year late lmao)

Y'all will want my other blog over here. That's where I do my online blog style RPing.

You can also have Mona there if you ask nicely, if you're someone I know, or if you just happen to catch me in a 'playing Mona' mood (insanely rare)

[breedcubi]

Aamon knows his darling wife loves when things get nasty, so every now and again he uses a bit of memory manipulation magic to make her forget all about him. They use a bit of devilish deal magic to make sure both of their employees are taken care of during this incredibly intense roleplay between them, but once the magic is gone through, Sasha forgets everything about her husband.

...Only for some asshole, brash, cutthroat businessman named 'Aamon' to muscle in on her territory! Poaching her girls. Countering her advertising campaigns. It's like he's always one step ahead of her!

Worse, he has her phone number, and often sends Sasha images of her old employees pregnant with his kin. By the time her business is a shadow of its former self, he offers her a deal - he'll return everything and help her out in regrowing Sasha's Den to be better than in ever was, in return for her hand in marriage.

She tells him to fuck off.

By the midpoint of their 'negotiations' three hours later, she's agreed, signed her soul to him, and is well-bred by him.

@landoflustfulladies

[breedcubi]

every now and then I get intrusive thoughts of 'what if an aamon h-game' - though obviously I have neither the programming or artistic skills to make that happen (especially since I'd want it to be more than a basic rpg maker thing)

But I do still think about it every now and then, and all the weird gameplay nonsense I'd put in it

[unbound-lust]

"I promise to do a good job!" It seemed she was getting right into things now that she had her orders, dropping to her knees even as she hastily pulled off her top, letting her large pale breasts hang free. She'd quickly wrap her smooth, delicate fingers around the base of his cock, holding it in place so she could wrap her lips around it and get right to work serving her prince. Right now, nothing was more important...

[breedcubi]

"Spit shine it to get it nice and wet, then use your tits."

He was still texting away on his phone, only half-paying attention to her. But his body was giving her exactly what she wanted - his broad cock rapidly standing at attention as she pleasured it. She was swallowing his pheromones now! That couldn't be good...

It wasn't long until Aamon began looking left and right at where he'd chosen to hang out. An open-air 'dungeon' of sorts. He pumped his hips forward once, sending his cock a few inches deeper down her throat as he asked a question.

"Did you come here alone? I was hoping some other slut would show up. Making two girls that hate each other kiss each other with my balls in between them is pretty nice...~"

A sigh.

"If you are here alone, you realize how fucked you are, yeah? Level Drain is a spell."

[breedcubi]

@unbound-lust ask continued :

Irisviel might have been fine if it was a Wisdom save, or even an Intelligence save, but against a Charisma save... "Ah, do you need any help with that?" Really it's a show of willpower right now that she manages not to drool while staring at that cock...

"Oh, another one...?"

Aamon mused with a soft, almost disinterested tone of voice. Staring over at Irisviel, he'd pump his hips twice, causing his massive, leaking cock to sway hypnotically between his legs.

"...Sure. But if you don't do a good job - either by serving me beyond all compare, or tricking some friends into coming here, I'm gonna just dump a raw load in you and leave you."

He seems so matter of fact about it. Was he being genuine, or was this a trap to make the charmed girl try her damndest - even beyond a simple magical charm?

"Do you know how hard it is to be a high ranking Incubus? Sometimes I walk into a town and have to take twenty whores home with me... now, are you gonna be one of the special whores, or just another womb for me to fill?"

[scifielvesbutnastier]

If she had survival instincts, they would definitely all be screaming for her to attempt to escape, to protest, to do anything, but looking at Mona, knowing what she promised, and really just how attractive she was? Her elf senses overrode her minimal survival instincts like a freight train. She was of a species designed to alleviate sexual desires in place of a goddess and that divine purpose was being fulfilled so strongly right now that she couldn't resist if she wanted to.

As Mona hoisted her up and shoved her tongue down her throat, Sam quivered in her grip, limply accepting the sensation.

[ Level 2 Elf Mage -> Level 1 Elf Mage ]

[ Debuffs: Elven Breeding Weakness +Succibi Pheremones ]

[ Body Saving Throw: 1 ] [ FAILED ]

[ Soul Transfer Accepted ]

Sam was joining Mona in moaning softly against her mouth, very very much enjoying the sensation of having her throat tongue-fucked and her ass toyed with. It was so rare she met women who could manhandle her...

[breedcubi]

Even worse for our Heroine's pride (if there was even any to begin with), Mona's claws turned razor sharp with a flick of her wrist. One hand repositioned Sam, grabbing her by the wrists and hoisting them above her head so she might carry her around like a slab of meat. Without a moment of hesitation, while her tongue crawled down Sam's throat and made her the Queen's property, those new, enchanted claws shredded whatever bottoms the elf was wearing into thinly-cut ribbons.

Another wrist flick, her hands were now back to their far-less lethal state, and she shoved three of them straight into Sam's sodden womanhood. The Succubi's lizard-like tail coiled around Sam's waist, and then the tail tip began to rub her pearl while her fingers gushed in and out of her like a piston.

Then, her magic gave Sam one more surprise.

[ Level Drain stance changed to Level Train stance! ]

[ Sam: New Job Unlocked! Joy-toy! Gain levels by pleasing your mistress, so she can drain them off of you! ]

[ Level 1 Joy-Toy! ]

The deep burn just below her stomach from Mona's womb tattoo being painted on her skin likely didn't help her current condition either. Eventually, she would pull away from the kiss, her breathing heavy from the extended, throat-fuck of a kiss as she spoke a single command in a raspy, needy voice.

"Cum for me, pet~"

[scifielves]

Yeah, that tracks... admittedly, all the girls that she had led to Mona had been similarly buxom and... gifted in terms of their asses. Honestly, Sam had assumed that breaking them was part of the appeal... but no time to think about that now. No time to think about anything but Mona's words... and that tongue emerging from between her lips.

Between the praise and the implications, the promises that Mona was putting forwards... Sam was positively petrified. Not with fear, no... she was rooted in place, her pulse pounding, her heart in her throat... with anticipation. With eagerness for the promise of possibly joining the friends she had given to Mona in ecstasy...

[breedcubi]

Seeing Sam absolutely paralyzed like this only caused Mona's eyes to light up like a bonfire. Her tail slowly coiled around her, as the Succubi honed in on her willing prey, inch by inch...

Her right hand cupped her cheek ever-so-sweetly, while the left lept straight downwards, grabbing Sam by her ass and dragging her up the last few inches so her feet would dangle off the ground as her tongue slipped past her lips and began to make its home in the elf's throat!

[ Trapped in Level Drain stance! You will lose 1 level every turn until freed! ]

[ The Succubi Queen's tongue wets your throat. Gained debuff 'Succubi Pheromones' x1 ! ]

[ Body saving throw required vs 'Succubus Womb Tattoo' spell! ]

[ Transfer ownership of item 'Sam's Soul' to 'Mona' ? ]

>>Accept? ____ >>Decline?

...

But at the very least, judging by the soft moans escaping Mona's mouth, and her left claw taking greedy handfuls of Sam's ass, she was enjoying things!

[breedcubi]

Me, with 0 experience writing female doms getting compliments in DM's and new followers way faster than ever before for giving Mona a crumb of attention: It's this easy?

[scifielvesbutnastier]

"I-I mean isn't that what we all really want, at the end of the d-day?" Sam can feel herself immediately get wet just from the Succubi's closeness, her heart hammering in her chest. "I'm sure any of them would tell me they're having a great time, right?"

"Well, I guess I never really thought..." She's interlacing her fingers, almost... embarrassed? "I guess I thought you wouldn't be interested in j-just some shopkeeper elf... the girls you usually get are, yanno... confident and strong and stuff..."

[breedcubi]

Oooohh the wonderful, lewd, depraved stories Mona could tell about all the women Sam has led into her clutches! But, rather than focus on that, the Succubi instead focused on Sam's feelings ... odd thing for a so-called ruthless Demoness to do, but she owed Sam that much at least, right?

Her words are considered, before she swiftly responds.

"Sam, I usually aim for 'confident and strong girls' for one reason, and it's usually not because they're confident or strong." She shrugs once. "It's cause they're big. Big people tend to be confident and strong. And if I see a girl with a massive ass and titanic tits, who just so happens to be confident, I'm putting my kids in her 'cause of her body."

That was most likely not the explanation Sam expected, but Mona was being genuine! And now she leans in, ever closer, her hellish body warmth now felt.

"But you? So cute. So unsure! So obviously willing to be mine if I just pushed you eeeever so slightly~"

Her claws raised, cupping Sam's cheeks, before they slooooowly slide up, rubbing the poor elf's ears. She softly tilts her head back as she leans in, about a foot away from her face, but lets her lengthy, glowing-blue tongue lull from her mouth.

"I just have a thing for girls who look like they'd sell their soul to me for a kiss~"

Mona dips her head down, her tongue - and lips - getting closer and closer to Sam's. In gameplay terms, letting the Succubus who just talked about selling your soul for a kiss actually kiss you, may be an ill-advised course of action...

[breedcubi]

"Thanks for providing me with two new sows, babe~ They're both gonna suck my tits or my dick to wake me up every morning! There's a right, and a wrong answer, and they'll be 'punished' if they get it wrong!"

[scifielvesbutnastier]

"H-h-happy to do it! L-let me know if I can do anything else~!" She doesn't even know which sows Mona is talking about, but she ALWAYS wants to score brownie points with the demoness.

[breedcubi]

She steps forward. Her hooves sound like high-heels as they clack against the hardwood floor beneath her. Of course, the blue Demoness sways her hips with every step, burning eyes staring down at Sam with a dangerous combination of playfulness, and devious intent.

"You're always so eager... you understand these girls you give to me are getting bred? Ruined? Tied down and made into my toys? Do you truly understand the weight of what you do? You treat your friends so terribly for a crumb of my attention~"

Mona leans down slowly, towering over Sam until she's nearly halfway bent over, her bust within arm's reach. From this distance she can see how wet the Succubi's lipstick looks. Did she just apply a fresh coat? It's hard to not get caught up in the entirety of her being from up close.

"Well you've got it! But, if you wanted the same treatment, y'know, you could've just thrown yourself at my throne? Or... does my precious elf want to be a special fucktoy that's treated better - or worse - than the rest~?"

[scifielvesbutnastier]

Thinkin about Mona, also. She knows how to treat girls right... (turning them into breeding cows)

[breedcubi]

"Thanks for providing me with two new sows, babe~ They're both gonna suck my tits or my dick to wake me up every morning! There's a right, and a wrong answer, and they'll be 'punished' if they get it wrong!"

[breedcubi]

"Oh, two new thieves broke into my lair? I had a spell already cast to calculate the exact value of all stolen goods, plus damage they did. And I know juuuuuuust how they can pay me back~"

Do not underestimate Mona simply because she's hot, she might actually be more devious than her brother, given the right motivation...

...And breedable shortstacks is more than enough motivation for her.

[unbound-lust]

Girlfriends Mash and Gudako absolutely should be fucked together~

[breedcubi]

"Oh, they're girlfriends? Good! They both won't be single mothers when I'm done with them, then!"

[breedcubi]

@unbound-lust ask continued :

"W-wait, eternal baby factory? But I need time to do my duty as a guard too!" Too late Momiji, it's time for a change in job description. As much as she may think otherwise, Aamon's incubus nature is sending her breeding instinct into overdrive, leaving her vulnerable to the incoming mating press. Once her womb gets a taste of that ultra potent seed, it may very well be impossible for her to go back to her old life...

Aamon was already on top of her before she had even finished her sentence - his claws locking her arms above her head while his thighs spread apart her legs. His tail freed his cock and started pulling away any shreds of cloth that separated her pussy from his maleness.

Seems like he was well practiced in trapping cute things like her into a life-altering sex position in a fraction of a second! His lips jam against her own, lengthy, slippery tongue pushing into her mouth and delivering a bevy of aphrodisiac laced spit right into her throat - along with his tongue.

The throat-fuck doesn't last for long before he pulls back to tease her.

"Well... just help me breed even more of the sluts around here~ Then you'll only have to take a month off of work for childcare every nine months! It takes a village~"

The broad tip of his cock is already lined up with her pussy. If she dares to think that maybe he'll try to warm her up...

She's answered by a harsh, cruel thrust which pushes him almost hilt deep, before the Incubus starts thrusting harder to start battering against the poor Tengu's cervix...