Queen in Scarlet

evelyn🐈/Tesh🐺/Seraphina🦇/Sera 🐑/ Gauss 🧲 (she/her) Trans Lesbian in her 20s and plural system very gay and kinky and full of dumb bits

[scarlet-oracle]

Welcome on lookers to the Queen in Scarlet!

We are the scarlet system a transfem plural poly system of lesbians and anarchy. We are kinky af, gay af, and nerdy af. Queers feel free to interact! We are just here to post dumb bits and kinky concepts, perhaps eventually art and writing, but ehhhh we love dumb bits.

We have probably too many headmates to properly shout out here, but I will give a description of the main headmates who will be posting and how they tag themselves.

Sera is the littlest sheepgirl and is generally an age regressed little big into her Mommy Seraphina. She is a lil goober and is a lil baby. She uses 🐑.

evelyn is our primary and cute catgirl sub who loves fear play and being prey. She loves game design and is very nerdy and silly. She uses 🐈.

Tesh is a werewolf dom leaning switch and very predator prey focused. She is also a violent anarchist who will fight for the rights of her fellow queers. She uses 🐺 to tag herself.

Seraphina is a vampire mommy domme who loves to hypnotize her thralls and daughters. She is very protective of her girls and is into momcon activities. She uses 🦇.

Gauss is a robot and fear play dom who also roleplays snuff and supervillain scenes. She is a complete sadist. She uses 🧲

[midnight-roses-candy]

Cumming together can be a very important mother/daughter bonding activity. Cum with/on/in your mother/daughter today!

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🐺 Coming home late from the bar drunk, and finding your cute little sister asleep on the bed. She's not wearing panties, so you decide to slip your big fat wolf gock inside of her. She ends up making cute lil moans in her sleep, while you decide to pound into her. You end up knotting her in your drunken state and fill with buckets worth of cum. You pass out with her still knotted, and shes left confused in the morning why she is limping and pregnant with a whole litter.

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🦇 Oh to suck my daughter's blood while filling her with grandchildren. What a wonderful dream~

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🐺 Prey girls are so bulliable. You can shove them against a wall and knot them.

[scarlet-oracle]

🧲 No greater joy that to have a women squirming at knife point while you slit her throat.

[midnight-roses-candy]

Aww, I'm sorry you had a rough day. Would it help if I pissed inside you?

[umberivy]

i believe that more trans girls should be dolls

Imagine one day, you’re a trans girl walking around town, wearing your baggy hoodie with the hood nearly fully covering your face that you haven’t shaved in two days.

You know the route to and from your favorite sweets shop that you’ve been going to for years by heart. You go there at least once every week, like clockwork some might say even. The lady who works the counter has even started to give you extra treats when you make purchases.

“For being such a loyal customer,” she said the first time you came back to check if she’d made a mistake. You’ve learned to accept her gifts at this point.

You always do your best to keep your head down these days, especially since starting hrt a couple months ago, you don’t need anyone else noticing you. Your eyes stare down at your shoes as you walk, making your way back home without even needing to look where you’re going.

It is unfortunate you did not see the cashier before she stuck that needle in your neck.

You wake up, mind groggy and eyes blurred. You try to look at your surroundings, but you can’t make out anything in the darkness past the bright light hanging over you.

You try to speak, to call for help, but nothing leaves your mouth. The words are barely even able to form in your mind.

“Now doll, it’s so good to see you awake.”

You know that voice, you’ve heard that voice every week for who knows how long at this point.

The sweets shop cashier steps into the light, looking directly at- no, into you. Through you? She is looking in your direction, you can’t really read her expression. But you’re scared.

Or are you?

“I hope you know,” the cashier moves directly in front of you, she feels as though she towers over your frail and trapped body. “I’ve been watching you. Ever since you first came into my store oh so long ago…”

She’s… been watching?

“I learned your route home, I learned about your life, I learned,” she leans down in front of your face, her eyes wide as she stares into you, “everything about you.”

What??

“And I also learned,” she says as she stands back up, eyes still beaming down at you, “that you’re unhappy. A girl like you, with so much potential, just rotting away in a society that doesn’t care, with a family that rejects you.”

You try to shift nervously, but you find you can barely move anything.

“But I can help. I can give you a life worth living. A life you will love, with someone who loves you. Not that facade you put up, but the real you.”

What is She talking about?

“The you that hides. The you that lives under that flesh and personhood.”

Oh god. Oh god oh god.

“Ah, that got you, didn’t it?” She smiles. “You can’t hide your blush from me, little doll.”

What!? What is She talking about?

“Well, don’t worry. Even if you want to hide, you won’t be able to anymore. You won’t have to hide. You can be free.”

What is happening, this can’t be real!

“I know you’ve already figured out you can’t move, and, well, you won’t be able to anymore unfortunately. So don’t worry about trying to escape, the injection I gave you takes away your motor capabilities. You’ll be fully dependent on me.”

You want to scream, you want to thrash, to run.

But you can’t.

“I’m glad I found you when I did. You’re still in the early stages, which makes you easier to mold.”

You definitely feel the blood rush to your cheeks. She knew?

“Oh, don’t think I noticed all the times you would itch at your chest. It was obvious what was happening. And don’t worry! I’ll make sure you still get your injections.”

She leans back down, eyes in front of yours, Her smile wide.

“I’m going to take care of you forever, my precious doll.”

You look into Her eyes. Your mind feels like it melts as you do so, like all of your worries just… fade away…

“That’s right, doll. Look into my eyes, feel them take over you…”

You can’t look away from Her… Miss is just so pretty… You always liked looking at Her, you always saw Her…

And you’re glad She saw you too…

[umberivy]

i believe that more trans girls should be dolls

Imagine one day, you’re a trans girl walking around town, wearing your baggy hoodie with the hood nearly fully covering your face that you haven’t shaved in two days.

You know the route to and from your favorite sweets shop that you’ve been going to for years by heart. You go there at least once every week, like clockwork some might say even. The lady who works the counter has even started to give you extra treats when you make purchases.

“For being such a loyal customer,” she said the first time you came back to check if she’d made a mistake. You’ve learned to accept her gifts at this point.

You always do your best to keep your head down these days, especially since starting hrt a couple months ago, you don’t need anyone else noticing you. Your eyes stare down at your shoes as you walk, making your way back home without even needing to look where you’re going.

It is unfortunate you did not see the cashier before she stuck that needle in your neck.

You wake up, mind groggy and eyes blurred. You try to look at your surroundings, but you can’t make out anything in the darkness past the bright light hanging over you.

You try to speak, to call for help, but nothing leaves your mouth. The words are barely even able to form in your mind.

“Now doll, it’s so good to see you awake.”

You know that voice, you’ve heard that voice every week for who knows how long at this point.

The sweets shop cashier steps into the light, looking directly at- no, into you. Through you? She is looking in your direction, you can’t really read her expression. But you’re scared.

Or are you?

“I hope you know,” the cashier moves directly in front of you, she feels as though she towers over your frail and trapped body. “I’ve been watching you. Ever since you first came into my store oh so long ago…”

She’s… been watching?

“I learned your route home, I learned about your life, I learned,” she leans down in front of your face, her eyes wide as she stares into you, “everything about you.”

What??

“And I also learned,” she says as she stands back up, eyes still beaming down at you, “that you’re unhappy. A girl like you, with so much potential, just rotting away in a society that doesn’t care, with a family that rejects you.”

You try to shift nervously, but you find you can barely move anything.

“But I can help. I can give you a life worth living. A life you will love, with someone who loves you. Not that facade you put up, but the real you.”

What is She talking about?

“The you that hides. The you that lives under that flesh and personhood.”

Oh god. Oh god oh god.

“Ah, that got you, didn’t it?” She smiles. “You can’t hide your blush from me, little doll.”

What!? What is She talking about?

“Well, don’t worry. Even if you want to hide, you won’t be able to anymore. You won’t have to hide. You can be free.”

What is happening, this can’t be real!

“I know you’ve already figured out you can’t move, and, well, you won’t be able to anymore unfortunately. So don’t worry about trying to escape, the injection I gave you takes away your motor capabilities. You’ll be fully dependent on me.”

You want to scream, you want to thrash, to run.

But you can’t.

“I’m glad I found you when I did. You’re still in the early stages, which makes you easier to mold.”

You definitely feel the blood rush to your cheeks. She knew?

“Oh, don’t think I noticed all the times you would itch at your chest. It was obvious what was happening. And don’t worry! I’ll make sure you still get your injections.”

She leans back down, eyes in front of yours, Her smile wide.

“I’m going to take care of you forever, my precious doll.”

You look into Her eyes. Your mind feels like it melts as you do so, like all of your worries just… fade away…

“That’s right, doll. Look into my eyes, feel them take over you…”

You can’t look away from Her… Miss is just so pretty… You always liked looking at Her, you always saw Her…

And you’re glad She saw you too…

[midnight-roses-candy]

Pro tip for daughters: get your mom drunk so she’s less inhibited and tells you how she really feels about you and what she really wants.

[pavizi]

study i did while trying to figure out my ivy design

[scarlet-oracle]

🐺 Ladies, if you wanna date a werewolf you better be into watersports, because she'll want to mark her territory.

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🐺 The puppy girls in the dog park are free you can just eat them.

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🐈 Had my girlfriend try to gaslight me into thinking I was pregnant,,, maybe I should take a pregnancy test

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🐺 Cute prey girls should let the werewolf women in the woods knot them. After all it is pride month.