CorruptedFile's Unscrupulous Prompts

Good morning, afternoon, evening or night! I am CorruptedFiles, and I'm looking for RP partners! You, hopefully! Yes, you, reading this right now! It is perhaps you that I am looking for! No matter how long ago this sheet was written up, no matter how long it's been since last it's been bumped, I welcome you into my DMs to discuss how we could together write a very steamy time. I promise to get back to you, should I be free. Below is a handful of prompts I'd like to RP, but if you have something you think feels similar to the ones below, hit me with it and I'd be glad to try!

The Warlock's Tower

(enslavement, humiliation, degradation, body modification, mind alteration, mind control, hypnosis, lactation, pregnancy, egg laying, transformation, training, reward/punishment, sadomasochism, bondage, wg/feeding, torture, traps, magic and supernatural, monster girls, anthro/furry, kinks to be added or removed as partner needs)

The Warlock is a very solitary man. A magical hermit, separated from society, supported by his craft and his magical tower.

You are not this warlock. You are the poor woman he'd taken--by conquest, by trade or by trickery--as captive. You are the means by which he sustains his solitary lifestyle, exploited and enslaved by him.

Depending on your body's best attributes, he would be enchant and alchemically alter it to fit his needs in whatever way he believes your body best suited for--to produce hard eggs or creamy milk, to bleed, drool or lay alchemical reagents, to birth many familiars for him, to guard his tower's floors, or to clean its many rooms... If you're lucky, perhaps all he needs is an assistant for his studies, or a pet to mewl in his bed. Whatever you may have looked like before entering his tower, your home would find you unrecognizable once he considered you complete. The lucky ones might retain human features--though altered to the point of resembling another person entirely. The unlucky, the unreasonable or the uncooperative might find themselves subject to more extreme changes.

And depending on your minds disposition, he might find you too difficult to train, and simply bind you to his will by way of spell. Perhaps he's taken a liking to you, and only subtly alters your mind. Perhaps he's impatient, and just hypnotizes you into best fitting the role he needs filled. Perhaps he's feeling cruel, and binds your mind so tight the only thing you know is to follow orders, made into a simple, barely-thinking drone.

But submission is not the only option. Escape could be attempted... but for his excellent service, the Warlock's patron has granted his tower a great many floors, hundreds of floors taller than the exterior might suggest. Could you really make it through each trapped, guarded and surveilled room unmolested? Is freedom really possible?

...Is freedom from the tower still truly what you desire?

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Monster Scholar

(largely freeform, just give me a list of kinks and/or a list of feral monsters, monstergirls or monsterboys and it can probably be accomplished here some way some how)

A scholar is tasked by their lord to research and document all of the monsters within the lord's massive hold. The monsters in question are all waiting eagerly for a new morsel to play with... A werewolf looking to share its curse, a siren looking to hypnotize, slimes looking to engulf, a medusa looking to petrify or a dragon looking to add a new slave to its hoard, the scholar could fall victim to anything in the hold.

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The Drone Factory

(mind control, hypnosis, body modification, cybernetics, machine sex, bondage / surgery, amputation optional)
(comes with an optional co-op mode! you have to bring player 2 on your own though, i don't have many friends on this site yet)

An adventurer finds herself at the edge of the galaxy, camping out on a terraformed paradise world. Alone or with friends, she finds herself at the mouth of an abandoned underground facility.

Choosing the thrill of adventure over the safety of her camp, she descends into the entirely automated facility totally unaware of its true purpose. Her way out closes behind her without her notice, leaving her trapped within the earth, avoiding capture by the facility's automated drones--both robotic and organic. Her resistance can only hold up for so long before the automated security systems eventually adapt to her...

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The Great Red Pit

(tentacles, monsters, rape, breeding, body modification, much much more than i can list here. as long as it doesn't involve human waste, it's probably somewhere in there)
(i act as a gm and commit crimes against the UN's human rights charter upon your most unfortunate character)

Yet another mortal gets lost in the Pit. Scientist, adventurer, explorer or vagabond, it matters little how they got here. Only that, like all the other people who've woken up in these depths, escape is as astronomically unlikely as their chances of meeting a sane, yet-uncorrupted survivor like themself.

The Pit is a massive, subterranean environment comprised entirely of fleshy tentacles. It is miles across in all six directions, one could wander for their entire life and still not see every part of it. The halls and rooms are always shifting, always moving, so that an accurate map of the labyrinth could never truly be drawn. Escape is a fantasy afforded to only an incredibly lucky few, and never before some years or decades have been spent in the lustful grasp of the Pit's boundless wildlife.

The fate of anyone in the Pit is rarely a merciful one. 

One woman might find herself passed around by the tentacles like a communal fleshlight. Another may escape that fate only to trip face-first into a bed of tendrils eager for a new toy to tease and fuck or walk carelessly into the unassuming tendrils of an exhibition balloon looking for a new woman to fuck on suspended display. A third victim might find herself prey to a giant wormwolf; restrained to it's undercarriage by some of the thousands of tentacles comprising it's body and turned into a breeding factory until the day she becomes infertile, becoming little more than her captor's reproductive organ in a manner not dissimilar to an angler fish. Maybe a fourth is only used as a quivering trophy or pet than as a fertile womb or bountiful milk-source.

A man might have to look forward to becoming the breeding stock to a tribe of baby-fevered monster women, or kept captive by just one very powerful one. Were he particularly unlucky, he might find himself prey to something more humiliating...

Hunters are not the only hazard in the Pit. The caves themselves set traps; tight, suffocating spaces filled with vigorous tendrils, spaces pretending to be a safe place to hide only to threaten to reveal you to that which hunts you if you cannot stifle the moans. A pool disguised as an innocent bath where the waters are an intense aphrodisiac, or a hallway forcing you to walk through it as hundreds of cock-thick tentacles rub against your every surface, coating you in a hot, slick white fluid.

But there does come that rare once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of escaping the pit uncorrupted, (though not unviolated.)

Who are you? Victim or Monster? What end awaits you? Will you let yourself be taken and used, or will you be the one in a million who finds their exit?

(geared towards female victim, though male victim can be worked with as well if partner is cool with rapey baby-fevered monster girls--the pit cares not the sex of the victim for so long as the sex bears more monsters to populate it /// all kinks listed above are recommended for this setting but purely optional, and can be unincluded at specific request)

(kinks are welcome as listed in my preferences, your limits will be respected by the pit no matter how rapey it is otherwise. sexual parasites optional but encouraged considering the setting)

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Additionally, a veritable alphabet soup's worth of miniature prompts are available at request. Literally an alphabet soup--twenty six prompts, each a letter of the alphabet. They're not actually particularly interesting, but I have attached five pictures of other people's OCs from rule34 to each prompt as inspiration.

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since for some reason the box where i am to put my roleplayer's preferences sheet is not visibly doing anything from my end, i will leave a link to it here: link