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Hey everyone! Looking for roleplay partners ^^ here's a few ideas I had if you're interested please feel free to message me! Here's some stuff about me and just a few extra things. My names Queen of shadows( Pronouns She/Her) but you may call me shadow or Queenie. I'm 31 years old I'm currently in college but i'll try my best to respond quickly i don't mind that ooc chat **I'm cool with doubling That way we both can enjoy the role play ^^ I typically Role play female characters and like the pairings of MxF ( Unless we're doubling then i'll be whomever you want paired with your oc) I usually Role play S1 point
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Memories, if you could call them that, or perhaps just accepting she was presented came to Jumi. She did question the slight brief distortions in Mitsuko voice…or did they just make her believe even more? Have a power over her? “Ah yes. I have experience comforting friends going through that after all.” The name slipped her mind, but a vague memory of sorts of helping Alexandrine as best she could with her loss. Then comforting Mitsuko through the mentioned dreams. “I guess it is natural. We were so scared when we first started to think about this.” The mention of the name Reika, another short spark, swallowed up immediately. He1 point
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After Mitsuko was done pulling Jumi so they could stand on their feet, she moved her head to the side. "Ah... For the best, then. Nightmares are not fun when they happen but it's nice to forget them after we wake up.", she replied, looking happy to be with her as well. "You know... Mine were not fun... The fear of losing you... Losing Shinigami... Seeing you all ጋie. I sometimes woke up crying, only to find one of you holding me close. You remember, no?", she asked and kept holding the fairy's hand as she walked, ignoring that they were completely naked while she left the room. The floor was mostly carpets and would feel soft to their bare fe1 point
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Jumi was ready for anything, but did not know how well this was going to work. Did not know if she could avoid getting pulled into it. Her anger intensified by the wounds she saw on Mitsuko, was it worse inside? With Reika actually trying to kill her?! But before anything could happen it was over. Something twisted in her mind. Not able to adapt, perhaps getting herself trapped in a power she could not easily avoid the manipulation she feared. Then she was in a bed with Mitsuko. Peace. She did not question it, it felt like another day in her life. The mention about nightmares briefly cracked the illusion, but almost instantly he1 point
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Mao observed what was going on but otherwise didn't move. The very quiet laughter could be heard again in response to Jumi's anger but mostly covered by Mitsuko's extremely painful moans crying for help, her hand still extended toward her, shaking, hoping, praying without heavenly responses, her fingers grasping desperately at the air for something... A hand to help her or finish her, put her out of her misery. Her body, for what was visible of it, looked visibly in pain and her torture continued seemingly forever, with marks of soreness all over. The tentacles reacted to Jumi's approach but even if they were ready to lunge, she would reach t1 point
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The sounds were disgusting. Jumi could guess what they were. Just made her move faster. There was pain in the voice of Mitsuko! She could only hope it was nothing too severe. At least Mao was not taking her time. Was she on Reika’s side, or was there something more complicated there? Right now she just moved as fast as she could. To the sight that twisted her stomach. One could say it was Mitsuko’s fantasy, but taken much too far. Something closer to Shinigami’s punishment or worse. It was hard to tell how bad the pain had gotten for her, if there was injury. But hearing her, seeing her hand, she had to act. ”I’m going to rip1 point
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Mao was not going to make her wait, clearly not there to stall but the voice would sound familiar to Jumi. A very faint laughter echoed in the distance, barely audible but not fazing Mao who flew ahead, as if she understood the hurry. The cries of distress and nasty sounds of squishing accompanied to them started to get closer as they went, the catgirl guided her through turns and other hallways. Moaning sounds could be heard but also exhausted cries of pain until they arrived to a certain larger and well lit room with a tentacle pool and squelching creatures surrounding a helpless girl. Mitsuko was stuck in its middle, savagely raped by many1 point
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Sleep, peace. It should have been at least. But there it was, her voice, in her head. Opened her eyes. Emptiness, both like and unlike the place Maxim had brought them. Would he hear anything? It had not yet occurred to her this might be a dream. Even with Reika involved and past experience there, her mind was in one of those unaware of dreaming modes. If it was a proper dream. As it spoke the void shifted, a setting that felt more familiar, not identical of course, but sharing similarities with places she had fought various enemies in the past. She did not like it though, especially alone…except for Mao? Why was she here? I1 point
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Shinigami kept her girl close and finally felt at ease herself but simply because of the comfort she felt on the bed and against Jumi, holding her safe. Or at the least, as safe as she could make her feel. She was not paying attention to Mao now, trusting the girl to do her own thing and obey her command. The catgirl did check on them, waited that Shinigami's tail stopped moving and set itself to rest behind her and only then did she elevate and magically dressed back on before she left the room. Considering what had happened last time, surely her presence would be cause for alert but she would deliver the message to the girl dressed like a g1 point
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Don’t tell Nall yet? Was that for the best, Jumi was not sure. But she was a little lost on what to do with anything regarding Mitsuko. The thoughts inched in again as she was dried. The image of Mitsuko and Reika wrapped around each other, with the tentacles. Even after her shock recently, that and Shinigami earlier, she could not imagine how Mitsuko felt in the moment. She said it was for training. Not a bad idea in theory, but as seen, it was too much too soon. How much had she recovered by now? Was Reika keeping a distance, or following the example of what she did with Shinigami. After how it all happened, it was easy to believe1 point
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Shinigami gave her a nod to the first comment. Would she or Umi be in a mood to play a little then, hard to say. For Mitsuko, Reika was capable to know where they were, especially with Mao having been left with them. It was unsure what would happen with that, though. Or when... For now, Shinigami relaxed and left her paw in the catgirl's hand, one who looked happy enough to do this for her but without any real smile, focused entirely on her task more than on them, washing every inches of her softness. In a way, the fox was having a good time as well right now. It was not a Mitsuko treatment but a good one all the same. After finishing one leg1 point
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Jumi was certain now. Things had changed between them. Shinigami cared about her, was trying to help and support her. There was a warmth to her interactions she could not have imagined not long ago. She did not know Shinigami’s exact feelings for her in the moment. But she was very happy, whatever they were. Twerp? Ah, Nall. Yes they had to find him soon, tell him what happened. Hopefully he would take it better than she was. Find hope in his goddess, who chose Mitsuko, maybe. ”I’m sure they will let us stay one more day.” The original plan was to take them home in the morning. But after what happened, they would be allowed to1 point
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So, GMs, have a game or a game idea you want to advertise? Drop a reply with a link or just the idea. Players, looking for a game? Found an old club that looks really cool and want to see about restarting it, maybe try to nudge the GM or get a few new players to generate some momentum for the game? Drop a link. See something you like? Give it a like or a heart. GMs, reach out to those people. Everybody, don't be afraid to point people here to build interest for the games, clubs or RPs you dig. Here's one I really think is cool - granted, it's mine, but SEX MECHA! Come on, could it be any cooler? We're actually using tablet1 point
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Shinigami said nothing to the first comment but enjoyed hearing her awake and fine. With the praise that came soon after, the vixen smiled, "I am good at bathing...", she replied, even if it probably was not what Jumi meant. The fox was now at her leg and it was a good moment to feel this part of her now. Lifting her knee gently, she started washing her thigh and under it, scrubbing her skin to remove stains that may have been left, otherwise massaging her leg just like she had done so far. Mao had moved to wash her tail but this time, she was not merely holding it but cleaned it carefully. It was hard not to let it wag but Shinigami was more1 point
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“Sure did not feel exhausted a few minutes ago.” Jumi pointed out, but did not argue. Had adrenaline been fueling her? Extra stamina from the magic changing her body? It was hard to say, not really important. Jumi could not really argue, was not going to be the mistress right now. She would let Shinigami do her thing. It was kind of nice, a different sort of attention. Innocent but pleasant. Even washing her more intimate places was not likely to excite her much at the moment. She was just comfortable, them all being naked here, being washed. The strange Mao washing Shinigami. If she had not been so exhausted she might have protes1 point
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Mao moved closer and leaned forward, looking at Jumi to see if she was alright. On her side, Shinigami gazed at her momentarily. "She is exhausted... I will take care of her. Bring me the human soaps and give me some shampoo... My body is in your hands while hers is in mine. You know what to do.". she told the catgirl who returned the gaze then moved to do what she was told. Mao knew how bath time worked and she knew what kind of soap Reika used. It was not clear everywhere as every places used different ones but she managed to figure it out easily enough, bringing the ones Shinigami needed to her before she moved behind her and started lathe1 point
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Jumi was still in a daze. Semi-aware of what was being said and happening, but not responding. It was nice, lying there. Even with the mess. The warm body beneath her. Then she was picked up, kind of aware what was happening. Content to let Shinigami carry her. The feel of the magic finally finishing, her body returning to normal, was more noticeable, due to the discomfort. That was unfortunate, but expected. Something she might never re-experience. It was only when she was in the water she finally began to return her senses. Just her Shinigami, and it appeared Mao. She just let out a sigh, to relax. Even with the milk, it ha1 point
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Shinigami was happy to see her Jumi play along, give her a ride to make the end of this day of rather long and intense sex, aside for the unfortunate events. Her penis felt deep inside the fairy but it wasn't her driving it this time. Being mounted like this made her tail wag joyfully while she watched it happen. The pleasure Shinigami received was incredible as she moved her hips a bit to strengthen the thrust motions, hitting Jumi's cervix whenever she came down. Her moans and whimpers grew louder and louder and she loved the sight of Jumi making the beautiful mistake of masturbating herself at the same time, about to give herself an orgasm1 point
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The Neko was caught by Hellhounds pounce, and the two went flying off the top of the ferris wheel. As Hellhound maneuvered, selflessly attempting to shield the girl in order not to kill her as they fell, the Neko took on a slightly altered appearance, still cute, but with her claws out, the cat ears of the costume had fallen away, only to be replaced by the real thing. It was at this point Hellhound realized ahe had a Neko demon in herhands, who was only too happy to go along and try to make sure Hellhound broke her fall. She smiled wickedly as her large, soft breasts pushed against Hellhounds own as they fell together. When they landed1 point
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If only there was a way they could both be inside each other at the same. That would certainly have been something. She was happy Shinigami came so quickly, that she had been prepared so well. But just a little more. She would give Shinigami what she wanted. Give herself her first and last orgasm today that did not involve this magic. In the place she knew well. She rode, she rode hard. Up and down, taking it in. Moaning. It was strange though, unexpected. It was just her pussy being filled. But she felt it on both sides. The load she felt a number of times today and the much more familiar build. She was briefly shocked by feelin1 point
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Shinigami was pleased to feel her milk flow for Jumi, the girl was suckling it out as cutely and nicely as she had expected of her. She was enjoying all of it, happy for this girl getting her belly filled with HER milk. She emptied one breast and went for the other one. With all the energy spent, Shinigami at the very least, would need to get something to eat to get her composure, stamina and cum reload back. A moment to let her sore body recover as well, despite her power. The fox was glad to see Jumi get a large part of that by drinking her milk. It should at least make her feel refresh and soon putting an effect of recovery on her and her1 point
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The submission faded a little. But under the context, Jumi was not going to be upset about it. But what was the end result? Had something changed between them? Could they return to the atmosphere easily? She might not get an answer tonight. Or maybe she would all she could do is wait and find out. She was content to drink the milk, even without it giving her anything. Her enthusiasm and hunger for it did not change as Shinigami talked. She spoke of feelings for Mitsuko. There were feelings, but what exactly were they? Strong, certainly, intense even. There was a reason she was so scared Mitsuko would not be the same when she return1 point
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I know you have been busy but a reminder to setup the vote.1 point
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The Slime Man. Originally a short man in the double digit weights who made a living doing odd jobs and could often be seen at local punk and metal shows bumming cigarettes and beer from people. After accepting a job offer from a scientist named Dr. Alan Zera, he was subjected to painful experiments that would eventually reduce his flesh and most of his bones to a strange green goop. After the lab was eventually abandoned, years passed and the goop gained sentience and eventually regained Harlan's memories leading up to the experiments. After some training he managed to form a large muscular body and was able to control the shape and fi1 point
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Shinigami simply nodded, whimpering from being masturbated but feeling so good from it. the twitching was increasing its pace, more so as Jumi spoke of drinking all of her milk. Her moaning became a bit louder from it all, feeling slimy with cum down on her weak spot but the hand and fingers of Jumi drove her toward orgasm. The thought of her penis... her breasts as she licked hers... "I will wait...", she replied, trying to resist from another orgasm too quickly. Watching Jumi on her breasts felt very good there as well, as the girl was trying to suck her reward out. A reward only gotten by Jumi and maybe Reika and/or her tentacles. Jumi mad1 point
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The captain had been shut down. Magda had dissolved into fluttering nerves, uncertain breaths, and fingers sluicing between her well lubricated cuntlips to fill her rippled channel. Delicious pressure forced her down, things fell or poked her back, it all existed without context beyond the dissonant noise that gave the rhythmic whirring and clicking greater weight - it was that pulse that filled her head as surely as it filled her cunt. Knees tried to spread, but were bound and hips raised to meet insistent thrusts - they wanted something and she wanted to give it. Legs intertwined and warm, enveloping weight pressed down and the whir-cl1 point
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Hellhound rushed after her, only braking her speed once she saw the wheel clearly but didn't take too long before she dashed once more. Whatever this weird wheel was, it could be climbed. And so, she ignored any people around and leaped high. Not high enough to reach the top but easily bypassed a few cabins or bench to land on one, instantly leaping again while using her sense to not hit anything or anyone. If she saw anyone close enough, she quickly waved at them with a smile before she made her way as high as she could. Unless the catgirl moved, she was coming extremely fast and leapt without hesitation at the last jump to pounce at the cat1 point
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I am still new to this site and curious what this club has to offer. I want to privately roleplay a scenario between a father and daughter (bio/step/adoptive). The character I wish to play is a soft and affectionate father, who is devoted to his daughter’s wellbeing. He lost his wife at a young age and has had to raise your character mostly on his own. Despite the difficulties of raising a person of the opposite gender, he managed somehow. Physically, he has a chubby yet muscular build with a protruding belly and strong muscles shrouded by his chubby exterior. I hope to find a roleplay partner who is okay with a slower,1 point
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The cloud meadow the game is essentially monster breeding and farming sim... Thats basically it, its stardew valley but with monster fucking, you can breed monsters with each other, gather their milk and sell it, and sometimes fight using them as Pokémon, except combat looks more close to today's sponsor RAID SHADOW LEG- well okay im joking... About the sponsorship. But it does look similar.0 points
