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Judy came online to see a crowd of people watching her on stage. When last she remembered, they were powering her down for transit here, but now she stood in front of a crowd of potential buyers next to her friends: Synthia and Annie, older model androids, but still stunning to behold with sleek plastic and metal frames, soft only where it counted. They were the prototypes for their lines and now here she was, being unveiled as the first of her kind. While Synthia and Annie were very clearly robotic, Judy was something new, coated in synthetic skin, soft and pliant to mimic real flesh. If not for the soft glow of her cybernetic eyes, you'd never know she wasn't human. As her creator asked her to step forward, Judy gave the spectators a show, flaunting her well-built assets, showing off how she can adjust her bodily proportions to suit the tastes of any user. That crowd was eating out of the palm of her hand, unable to tear their eyes from the cybernetic beauty before them. But then something happened she didn't expect: her creator offered everyone in the crowd a chance to try out her and the other androids on stage to demonstrate their true quality. As the security stepped aside to allow members of the crowd on stage, Judy licked her lips, it was showtime.

The new challenger didn't look like much, a bit scrawny, standing at a mere 5-foot nothing. Helga laughed aloud at the tiny man swaggering in confidently. "Easiest battle yet," Helga said to herself. "This looks to be a quick match, unless our challenger has some secret weapon" The gong sounded, signaling the start of the battle and Helga rushed her diminutive opponent, loincloth flowing behind her. As she reached out to grab him, he deftly sidestepped, giving her a quick smack on the rear. This move only serves to enrage her, making her faster as she goes for another grab. Startled by her speed, the challenger found himself unable to dodge as Helga grabbed him and held him up by the neck. Helga began her signature move. She pulled him in, giving him a sloppy kiss before holding him between her titanic breasts, smothering him and feeling him grow hard between her thighs. "Oh, the smothering embrace, our challenger is done for!" Throwing the challenger to the ground, Helga straddled him. She took his cock inside her, modestly sized, nothing special. Helga rode him hard, shoving a nipple in his mouth, making him drink from her. She could feel him getting close beneath her, she could feel the imminent victory, but then something changed. Her small-statured opponent began to grow in size, hair sprouting all over his body. His penis, once modest, grew into one befitting his now huge frame, red and tapered with a large knot at the base. Helga realized she had misjudged her opponent, this was no mere human, this was a werewolf! "I don't believe it folks, that little underdog was a werewolf all along!" The wolfman with his newfound strength began to take control, matching Helga's harsh thrusts with equal fervor, running his long, canine tongue over her nipples, lapping up her milk. In her surprise, Helga was overcome by him and he was able to push her onto her back, thrusting deep and hard into the warrior woman. Though the sudden dominance was not absolute. Helga and the werewolf wrestled for dominance, rolling around the arena floor, the werewolf's penis neve leaving the warrior's pussy. But ultimately the lycanthropic challenger was able to gain an upper hand, forcing Helga, appropriately, into doggystyle position and shoving his whole knot into her. The pleasurable pain was too much for Helga to bear as she orgasmed hard around the werewolf cock. As she collapsed into unconscious defeat, the last thing she felt was wolf cum filling up her womb. "Looks like we have our winner folks, the Wolfman!"

"You would take your father's place?" came the reply from the shadowy figure. The voice was gruff, almost more like a growl than actual words. Belle's father tried to protest, but was silenced as the master of the castle held up a hand. Bell squinted at the darkness, trying to make out the details of the looming figure. "Come into the light," Belle said to him and he acquiesced, stepping out of the shadows and into the flickering firelight. She gasped as she saw his true, bestial form. He was massive, he had to have been at least eight feet tall with broad shoulders and thick musculature to match. But the most striking thing about this man was not his size, but the fact that he was some sort of monster, covered in thick fur with fangs protruding from his short, lion-like muzzle. His eyes looked human, but were devoid of any sort of empathy or mercy. "Answer the question," he commanded, "You would take your father's place?" He eyed her, now standing much closer, looking down to see into her eyes full of fear, but also innocence and determination. "I will," Belle replied, her voice quivering with the barely concealed terror she felt at the thought of serving this monster "Very well then," The Beast said, "He is free." The beast picked up her father with one massive hand and carried him off, throwing him into a carriage that via some strange sort of magic took her father away back toward Belle's former home, which she wondered if she might ever see again. "Come with me, there is much work for you to do," the Beast commanded Belle, leading her off toward his bedchamber.

Jack's tongue dances with Tori's as his hands play with her nipples. He continues to thrust in time with Tori, each time bringing him closer to orgasm. His dick began to throb as he shoved it as deep as he could. "I'm... I'm cumming," Jack stammered as he hilted himself in Tori's butt and filled her with his seed.

Nix entered the room and chuckled at the sight before him. "Looks like he wasn't kidding, there is a slutty little hole for me to use in here." He chuckled as he caressed Tori's face, kneeling down to be eye to eye with her before forcefully kissing her. Tori moaned into the kiss. "Now then, my cute little hole, I think it's time we got started, don't you" Tori nodded, and Nix smiled, "Good girl, he said, placing his thumb on her tongue, "Open wide for me" Doing as she was told, Tori opened wide only to have her mouth filled by Nix's hard cock. "Oh that's good," he moaned while slowly moving in and out of her mouth, "Keep going, just like that" As she sucked greedily on his member, Nix stroked her face tenderly, giving her encouraging words. "You're such a cute little slut, maybe I should have a chat with your owner, talk about making this a more... permanent arrangement. Would you like that? No, of course not, a little whore like you wants to be taken and used by as many people as possible. Let's kick this up a notch, shall we?" He began thrusting harder and deeper into her throat, causing Tori to gag and moan brazenly, reveling in the sensation of choking on Nix's cock. Nix looked down and noticed Tori's own cock was getting hard from this treatment. "Oh, you like this, do you?" Nix teased. He gripped her hair and pulled him down on his cock, pumping his cum down her throat. "Now let's see about getting you the same treatment." Nix knelt down with her and began stroking her cock, eliciting moans and squeals from the bound girl. He kissed her deeply, dominating her with a kiss. "Are you getting close, my little slut? Then let's give you something to remember me by." He took the head of her dick in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip until she came, erupting like a geyser in his mouth. Basking in the afterglow, she was totally unprepared as he suddenly kissed her again, filling her mouth with her cum which she greedily lapped up and swallowed. Nix chuckled again as he caressed her face one final time and stood up "You really are a good little slut," He left the room, leaving her feeling that he was certain to return again soon.

Getting away from the noise and bright lights of the rest of the club, Garen made his way to the pool, finding it peaceful in contrast to the bumping music and general clamor of the rest of the club. Having forgotten a bathing suit and deciding to embrace the ways of this unusual club, Galen stripped nude before entering the water and peacefully floating contently. That is, until he noticed the glowing, floating robot watching him. he stood up in the water, slightly embarrassed at having just stripped in front of them. "Oh, hello there"

Name: Garen Thornbow Age: 117 Is a: Male elf Seeking: Female or futanari Characteristics: Nimble, thin figure General Info: A collector of antiquities looking to get out of the archives for a little while Favorites: Most anything, he really needs this Consent: Assumed

I entered the arena, awaiting my opponent, staff in one hand and book of erotic spells in the other. The crowd watched eagerly as I gave them a bit of a show, summoning succubi and tentacle beasts before readying myself for the coming sexual conflict.

Seeing the commotion with Lucy and Tori, Cherry smirked. "Come on Jack, I've got a good use for you," She said, practically dragging Jack by the cock, "Let's give your dear cousin true pleasure" Jack felt uneasy as he was shoved into position behind Tori, but any apprehension he felt was soon discarded as one final shove left him balls deep inside Tori's butt. Tori moaned and drooled with the pleasure of both penetrating and being penetrated, Jack thrusting in time so each time she moved out of her mother, Jack moved into her. "Good boy, give it to her," Cherry encouraged before capturing Tori's lips in a passionate kiss.

Jack had come to the party unsure of whether he wanted a repeat of last year or not. He shuddered at how his cousins had treated him, pulling him off to the side and thoroughly violating him, it had felt wrong, so why did it arouse him so much to think about it? He didn't have long to think on that conundrum as Cherry cornered him again. "Long time no see, cuz," she said in a husky tone, backing Jack into the corner and leaning in close, "I've been waiting all year for another crack at you, and I know a few others feel the same" Cherry mashed her lips against his, forcing her tongue into her mouth and stroking his dick through his pants. Jack grew hard from this treatment and Cherry took notice, reaching in and pulling his pants down for a better grip on his penis. "Looks like you're ready for the next step," Cherry whispered in Jack's ear as she pulled him to the floor, "But you'll have to get me ready first" Jack didn't have a moment to protest before Cherry sat her plump pussy right on Jack's mouth. She ground relentlessly over his face, drenching him in her fluids as she toyed with her own breasts. She pulled back only for a moment, allowing Jack to take in a single gasp of air before plopping right back down on top of him, leaving her anus right on his mouth. "You'd better get to licking if you want another breath" She cooed from atop his face. Jack began tonguing her butt as if his life depended on it, as it certainly felt like it did. Cherry moaned and squirmed on top of him as he fervently licked and sucked, head trapped between her voluptuous cheeks. After what felt like ages, she came, squirting over Jack's chest and finally releasing his head from its plush prison. "Now for the reason we're all here, Jack," Cherry said, with a predatory tone in her voice. She lowered herself carefully onto Jack's erection, taking in the whole feeling before rapidly bouncing on it. Jack groaned at the forced pleasure taken from him and Cherry squealed with delight. It quickly became too much for Jack to handle. Sensing his impending orgasm, Cherry bottomed out on his cock, taking him all in as he filled her with his seed. "There you go," Cherry said softly, "Was that so hard?" She laid Jack's still reeling head on her lap and shoved a nipple in his mouth. "Rest for a bit, baby cousin. My sisters are all gonna want a piece of you"

The rotting breath and slimy saliva of the zombified woman kissing me and the cold undead pussy riding me should have disgusted me, but I'd never felt so alive. I don't know if it was that strange potion the witch fed me or some raw animal instinct, but I didn't care, the decrepit corpse women were like heaven to me. All I could do was please them and be pleased in return. I felt a brief disappointment when the zombie at my mouth pulled her face away, but it was replaced by a further ecstasy when she roughly shoved her sodden pussy onto my face. I couldn't help myself, I licked fervently like a man possessed. Her juices tasted of rot and decay, but in that moment it was the finest ambrosia to me; I could not get enough, driving my tongue ever deeper as I sank into depravity. As she came in my face, filling my mouth with her vile fluids, I drank deeply and greedily and I didn't last much longer. I found my hands moving of my own accord, pulling my zombie mate down on my cock, getting it as deep into her as possible before I came into her. I came harder than I thought possible, the zombie giving a guttural moan as we shared our orgasm. I was only dimly aware of Drusilla's approach as I came down from that exquisite orgasm, that is, until I felt her lips on mine. Softer than silk they felt as she kissed me deeply, her tongue dominating mine. "Now it's my turn" she said softly

Looking for a fellow trainer to have an erotic pokemon battle in which we use our pokemon to pleasure our opponent.

Jack Stringer walked into the bar, disheveled and tired from a long shift. He was a young man of average height and athletic build. His blond hair was currently coated in a fine layer of soot. He ran the metal refinery, turning the ores dug up from the mines into metals to be worked. It wasn't glorious work, but it needed to be done. He asked the bartender for a shot of whiskey, and she slid it over to him. The barkeep was cute with a nice build and a vibrant blue pixie cut, Jack had thought about asking her to engage in some of that free love The Collective was famous for, but he was pretty sure she batted for the other team. So instead he just thanked her for the drink and slung it back

A strangely rustic tavern with an old-timey charm. As one of the first buildings constructed when The Collective was established, the wooden walls and bar show their age, but it only serves to add to the charm of the establishment.

Hi, I'm looking for an rp partner to try out rping as a furry. Male wanting to rp with female or futa please.

I woke up feeling a pain in my head. Everything was fuzzy until I remembered what had happened, someone had hit me over the head. I tried to move my arms and stand up, but I found I couldn't. As my vision began to clear, I saw I was tied down on a stone table in the middle of a graveyard. Panicking, I looked around and saw her: Drusilla Nightbane, the infamous necromancer! She must have done this, I must be a sacrifice for her dark rituals. As panic sets in she shushes me, saying "it's alright, I'm not going to hurt you.". She raised her hand, creating an ominous purple light as she cast her spell. Hands broke through the surface of the ground, dragging behind them zombies. All of them were women and all of them almost certainly were beautiful in life, but now their flesh is marred by filth and decay. At first I thought they were going to eat me, but when I saw the dripping wetness between their legs I realized they were going to satisfy a different sort of hunger. Sensing my trepidation, Drusilla produced a vial of pink fluid "This will help" she laughed as she forced me to swallow the sickly-sweet potion. As the potion took effect, the zombies grew nearer, and I grew harder.

I hadn't planned on entering the sauna, but as I was walking by, it hit me. There was something in the air, something I just couldn't resist. Following my nose, I found it was coming from the sauna. Entering the sauna, the musk I detected was far more potent and I saw the woman, no, the goddess who must have been the source, tall and muscular, she was the very image of divinity. She was there, stroking an enormous cock and looking right at me. She must have known what I was thinking as she smirked and turned toward me. That look alone would've gotten me hard if her musk hadn't already given me a raging erection. I walked over to her and she pushed me down onto her lap. Unable to resist, I leaned in to kiss her, but she put a finger to my lips and said "not just yet" before guiding my face down between her breasts. I knew what she wanted me to do. I took out my tongue and cleaned the sweat from her, lapping it up from between her breasts. She moaned with pleasure as I moved to her nipples, feverishly sucking them and tonguing every piece of exposed skin I could reach. Without warning decided it was time to move on and guided me down onto my knees, my face between her legs. It was one thing to inhale this musk from a distance, but it was quite another to be receiving a dose straight to my face. I reverently licked at her balls, taking in the scent and taste before licking up her shaft and around the head. I took it down into my throat, gently, slowly. She wanted more though. She grabbed my head and shoved it down my throat. Repeatedly, she brought it in and out of my throat, choking me every time, until she slammed it down to the hilt and came. I felt her hot fluids run down my throat and into my stomach. I gasped for air as she pulled out of my throat, finally allowing me to breathe. She patted the bench next to her and commanded me "lay here". I obeyed her without question as she leaned down, her head between my legs "fair's fair" she said as she took my penis into her mouth. She sucked like an expert, her mouth and throat a velvet vice, milking me for all I was worth. I didn't last long before erupting in her mouth. She didn't swallow, instead crawling on top of me and capturing my lips in a deep kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth as I was helplessly forced to swallow my own load. As I lay dazed and shocked from the combination of that kiss, her musk, and my own exquisite orgasm, wrapped up in her towel and said "same time next week?" before chuckling and leaving the sauna.

Lovely to make your acquaintance, I am a green dragon of venom and decay. My variety of potent toxins can kill with a small whiff, dissolve armor, or even instill lust if I so choose. I collect pretty things: gold, jewels, princesses... all things to decorate my lair with. I would love to roleplay with a captured princess, but maybe there is a lady knight come to try to slay me, or even perhaps a dragoness looking to take what's mine. She's welcome to try is all I will say, but she should be careful, lest she become part of my... collection.

I saw her there, bound, open, ready to be used by anyone who felt like it. Did I feel like it? Could I really do this? I mean, she's a human being, right? Although... she does look to be in there of her own accord, and it has been quite a while since I... Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do this. I approach her, silencing the doubts running through my mind. I open up my pants to reveal my throbbing erection, but she's too zoned out to notice. I place my hands firmly on her hips, an action which causes her to perk up and stare at me, wide-eyed. Her mouth is gagged but the desire in her eyes is all the signal I need. I thrust deep into her soaking snatch and she throws her head back, moaning loudly. I continue slamming into her, using her to vent my pent-up frustrations. I feel myself getting close and increase my pace, thrusting with all my might. I came harder than I ever had before, filling her up with my cum. After a brief time basking in the afterglow of that powerful orgasm, I redress myself, thank her, and carry on with my day, wondering if she'll still be there when I come this way again tomorrow.