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Hiya! I'm Spadio, but feel free to call whatever you'd like. I'm fairly shy irl (or as my partner puts it "Awkward, but in a good way") but my horniness tends to slip through online. A few quick facts about me: I play as males/females/NB/futas against females/futas. I identify as Non-Binary, but was born female in case that matters to you. He or she are both perfectly fine ways of addressing me. I play with male characters in group settings, but prefer not to in one on one rps. My favorite kink is making you happy. However, I AM NOT A SUB. I'm a switch, even if my mouths too full of girlcock so say it sometimes (why does it taste s1 point
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Anahel nodded at the girl saying, “yes, I have brought her here to help out a little.” She then approached the girl and leaned in whispering a little, “her life was changed drastically like the Vanorian soldiers, much like yours but in a different way, I’m hoping helping here could be a good way to help her remember who she was and who she used to be.”1 point
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Was that why she wanted to know? The girl would not disobey or question her mistress. But if the idea was to remind her of her old life, she was doubtful it would help much. The angel did not understand how completely she had been changed. It would probably take something almost as extreme to restore to her old life, get her to think the way she used to. She looked over the field. A familiar one. Not her family's but a neighboring one she had visited from time to time. A family that remembered her. That was going to be an awkward conversation. Was that part of the angel's plan. A girl her around her age came out from the farm.1 point
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Anahel nodded at this and said, “I see.” She then smiled and began to lead the girl. Soon enough the two happened upon a small farm in the town as Anahel said, “here we are. We’ll be helping around this farm today,” she thought that work like this would help the girl to regain her former life. She hoped.1 point
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Her mistress wanted to know such silly things? Her old life, before the Vanorians came, before they taught her a slave's life? It was almost like a different person. She had the memories still, but it felt like a completely different person now. The breaking was hard, painful, humiliating. But after it was all over, she really was happy with what she had become. Content to serve. Lived to serve. She no longer knew how to make decisions for herself, and did not want to. The people around her thought she was broken, she just thought they needed to experience the teaching. Obviously not everyone could be a slave, a proper society had a1 point
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Anahel watched Maxim leave and soon she approached the girl and took her hand, “come, today we are going out into town and help other people,” she then left with the girl and asked, “can you tell me about your life before you were a slave? What did you used to do everyday?”1 point
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Maxim nodded, turned and left. He would not go too far, but he give them their space. Let the two do their thing without him watching directly. The girl silently waited for Maxim to leave, she did not look Anahel in the eye directly, but watched in her general direction. Not speaking unless spoken too. It was clear they were going to do something different today, though she was not sure what yet. Neither the priest or Maxim told her anything other than that she was going to see Anahel again. Had the angel listened to what she said yesterday? Given up on trying to change her, was she accepted as the angel's new slave? She waited for i1 point
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Anahel looked up at the girl with a frown but tried to put in a smile to seem happy. She then looked at Maxim and nodded, “right… I think it would be best if I go with her alone… however,” Anahel then preformed a spell, “I have linked our minds like before. We will be in the town so there is no reason to worry about range, if I need your help I will call…”1 point
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After they finished eating Maxim went to find the priest, informed him of the plan. The priest agreed that it could not hurt to try. Would the girl react any different that way? Helping her fellow towns people? Maybe they would find at least one who knew her and could try to reach out to her. She was brought out, the emptiness in her eyes replaced that light of a sort when she saw Anahel. But for a different reason than the people she had helped so far. She was just happy to see the being she decided was her new owner. "Would you prefer to go with her alone, or have me and the priest go with you?" Considering how the girl stressed An1 point
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Anahel smiled at Maxim and gave a nod saying, “yeah I was helping people and restoring the field a little. It was fun.” She then blinked at Maxim’s idea about how to help the slave girl, “hmmm, I hadn’t thought about that… sure… that could be an interesting idea to try…”1 point
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When he saw Anahel, Maxim was glad she seemed happy. While he did not know the specifics, he assumed she was out helping people in various ways. Doing the sort of things people might expect when they thought of an angel. The sort of things to leave them more content. "You have been out helping other people? That might be a better idea than a repeat of yesterday. I'm not sure how many women are left that want to visit. It's possible doing that sort of thing with her might help the slave girl more." That was what Maxim hoped anyway, though there was the concern she would just see it as 'slave activity'. Better to approach it in a way t1 point
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When Anahel was finished restoring some of the field, she then began to walk through town. She smiled and proceeded with helping some of the people, using her magic to carry heavy things for them and even helping with some of the restoration to the buildings by gathering what they needed for them and helping them lay it all down. She figured Maxim would be in the mess hall and that’s where she went.1 point
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Maxim gathered his guard and left the house. He felt safe enough with their help at the moment, to be happy to let Anahel do their own thing for a bit. The town was still suffering, but between their presence and the victory over the Vanorians, there was a peace in the town. A degree of healing. Some of the people were trying to celebrate as best they could. Though they needed to bring back the women and hopefully find a way to fix them, before it got closer to normal, he his time walking down the roads, studying the people and buildings as they made their way to have breakfast, figuring Anahel would find them on the way.1 point
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As the or ing rolled around, Anahel’s strength at completely recovered. She had flown over to the empty field while Maxim was getting dressed. There she returned some of the grass and placed a few more saplings with a little of her power.1 point
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It was a little strange, sleeping in such a bed, knowing the likely history of the house and bed. Compared to most of his recent nights, it was rather comfortable and Maxim managed to sleep reasonably well. It was the first time in a while he did not feel rushed to wake up early too, and slept in an hour or two later than he had been before finally waking up. He did not want to stay here especially long, but probably at least a day or two. Let Anahel help some more people. There was also the question of the slave girl, who he thought about a bit as he woke himself up, got out of bed and dressed.1 point
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Anahel blinked and found herself once again on the roof and looking up at the stars. She sighed as she began to think about everything she had been told. It was a lot to take in but she took them In and soon waited for the morning.1 point
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A naked woman in my bed!1 point
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The immense heat from the outside's sunny rays hit the large and wide and tall store windows, further increasing the warmth inside of the store and thus making all of the geeks and Undyne even hotter and sweatier. Heavy and loud sounds of "PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!" emit over and over again as Harry slams his large, sweaty and stinky geek cock into her from behind, making her massive and fat, doughy ass ripple hard and fast. The fish lady happily slams her hips down against the ongoing thrusts made into her rear."Yessss!! Would have beeeennn soooo looooovelyyyy!!! Mmmmmm...please make me make up for the waiiiiiiit!!!", she screams o1 point
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I honestly have no limits to my roleplay. I will do whatever my role playing partner prefers to the best of my ability1 point
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"Speaking of contacts, I've got some friends among the nomads who could help with the get away. Give us a back-up way out. If we're unable to get up to the AV, we just need to get down to street level and I could have some wild motherfuckers with lead feet to get us out of dodge." Kara speaks with delight glittering in her eyes. She always loved this part of a job, the talking it through and learning more about the people dhe'd go in with. Neither had provided her with any reason to doubt them, and usually, in her experience, idiots and cowboys showed their colours fast. She flickered her hair through a range of colours and settled on a1 point
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The process would not repeat every time Anahel had questions or doubts, but they were significant enough to address this time, there might be further occasions of it from time to time. Anahel was going to go through many things as part of this plan, happy, sad, strange, or painful at times. But she would be happy with the final result. With that, all the various lights around Anahel swirled together into a bright whiteness for a few seconds, which then faded, putting Anahel back where and when she was when she asked those questions.1 point
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How many years ago was it? The only woman I ever loved. Perhaps the only one I ever would. It was so hard to meet other people, even harder to meet women. For a list of reasons that only got harder as I get older. You called me one morning. You knew how much I hate the phone. Verbal interaction in general. You told me so casually. You had been at a party along with one of your friends. That one you had me meet once. Told me he was jealous of me and you had been sort of friends with benefits. Now you casually tell me you slept with him there. Now you are pregnant with his kid. You plan to give it up for adoption. You say it like1 point
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spreadsheets... month end reports, expense reports, a lot of red telling me my department is over budget ...0 points
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Fuck, and then fuck the whales.0 points
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