Maera's Potion Shop
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- [ #RPStarter ] Ever since [READER] arrived in the mammalian village, they were told to avoid the stone structure looming above it. Curiosity won out, and under the cover of night, they slipped inside. “You, trespasser, who are you? What are you?” Esk’Elteer's voice boomed out.
- [ #RPStarter | #PotionExperiment ] "How do you like your new tentacles, [READER]? Once you get used to them, they're quite useful, right? Just keep a nice grip on its cock and balls, don't let him get too aggressive, your ass will thank you tomo- Wait, no, don't let go of him!"
- [ #RPStarter | #KathrinRP ] "You want to spar? That's the spirit! I'll go easy on you, try not to die on me!" Going against Kathrin is suicide! At least, it normally would be if [READER] didn't get a secret tip that she is weak to pleasure-based attacks, whatever that means...
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- [ #RPStarter | #FantasyRP ] What started as a visit to Lizbeth's shop took an unexpected turn when [READER] found the building empty except for an odd naked woman with tubes hooked in her mismatched limbs. "Oh, thought Liz closed the shop... Why don't you come closer, cutie?~"
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- [ #RPStarter | #MammalianRP ] With the last bandit group dealt with, it's time for [READER] and their partner, an Ùrf named Hekbar, to head back and collect their reward. Of course, not before celebrating a little! After all, it's not like the bandits will return any time soon.~
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- [ #RPStarter | #StoryAndLewdRP | #Lore ] As a renowned painter, sculptor, writer, etc., master of most art forms, Leonie Widrick's skills are sought by all. "ʰ⁻ʰᶦ... ᵃ⁻ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᶦˢˢᶦᵒⁿ?" However, few ever met the woman behind the masterworks...
- [ #Worldbuilding | #WeirdWeather ] Second part of the weird weather I'm creating for my world (and TTRPG campaign)! It's not as bad as the lightfalls (linked below), but it's not harmless either. Plus, there's some lore 'hidden' within these lines! Lemme know what you think!
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- A loud gasp escaped Medeia's lips when that heavy thrust was delivered. She almost came just from that! "Y-You're adorable, y-you know that?" With that said, the larger woman patted the construct's head, her insides almost constantly twitching around her. "Y-You got more to s-show me?~"
- The apprentice mage did not know the doll thought fucking would help making new friends, so it came as a coincidence when she said just that. "W-With your s-skills... Y-You're going to m-make a lot of f-friends." She chuckled, her insides clamping down around the length still stretching her out.
- Once the doll stopped, the now-sweaty mage leaned her head back, panting heavily. What a workout! Then, she saw the doll nod. "I-Is it... I-Is it going to p-put like a b-baby doll in me or s-something? F-Fuck... F-Friend, y-you got s-some power behind those hips, b-by the way..." Friend?!
- "O-Oh dear g-gods!" Holding tightly onto the puppet for a better 'handshake' angle, the dark skinned mage did everything she could to withstand those repeated thrust. The friend-making process was working! "F-Fu-uh-uck! W-Wait! You d-don't cum, d-do you?" A fair question to ask a doll.
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- [ #RPStarter ] "They didn't have any room left? Don't worry, we can share this one. The bed may be small, but it'll be better than sleeping on the streets. There's no need to be embarrassed, I'm not going to tell your friends you shared a bed with an old woman, promise!"
- [OOC] Not sure why, but a TON of people have started to like and share one particular post of mine, you'll know which one by the absurd amount of like/share on it. For all newcomers, just know that I also do worldbuilding, not just RP! If that's your thing, check my stuff! [Links below]
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- [ #RPStarter ] A few hours after the adorable doll joins a party, she is balls deep in every other party member! It's always the same with Ayll, she can't keep her hands away from people she fancies which is almost everyone. At least, there's no risk of pregnancy!
- [ #RPStarter ] It is an oddity for living dolls to retain any bodily cravings, such as hunger, thirst, and lust; however, they might remain in some individuals. With tireless and modular bodies, dolls like Ayll with a high libido easily attract partners. She may be small, but she packs a punch!
- [ #RPStarter | #MothersDayRP ] While those complaints about not being able to be celebrated during Mother's Day might not have been serious, Lizbeth took them seriously. A few minutes and a potion later, the alchemist is knocking [READER]'s womb around without any protection! [Old post]
- [ #RPStarter ] "Neigh... nebor...clanmate! Thanks for the gifts! Didn't think I'd like those under... thing, but they're comfy! Also, the spiked bracelets and collar are perfect to protect against bites!" The [READER]'s new neighbor may not know about common decency, but she appreciates the gift!
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- "Oh! Wait a minute, I think I hear some monsters coming this way! Don't worry, I got it!" The added weight on top of the chest was soon gone and everything fell silent... A minute later, a hand tentatively reached for Frieren's behind, squeezing it tightly. Was it a monster?! Medeia?
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- With that knowledge, Medeia sat on the mimic's lid right on above the shorter mage. That added pressure might be scary, but it won't harm her. "How is it in there? Moist? Slimy? Dark and scary?" Shamelessly, the other mage gave Frieren's ass a few pats. "Want to go deeper? There might be a tome!"
- While Medeia acted without actual malice, her tricks and pranks were sometimes on the meaner side. In this case, seeing the older mage stuck in the mimic elicited a laugh out of the buxom woman. She knew Frieren wasn't in any real danger. "What's that? Speak louder, you're in a mimic!"
- Standing behind the much shorter mage, Medeia was eyeing those teeth. With a cheeky smile, the heavy-chested mage 'accidentally' bumped her hips against Frieren's backside to knock her deeper in. "Oops, my bad~" There she is again with her shenanigans...
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- When the doll came up to Medeia, the taller mage was intrigued. It was her first time meeting a living doll! A few minutes later, the puppet is driving her cock into the moaning mage repeatedly... It's definitely working! If the doll keeps driving her friendship deeper, she'll make a new friend!
- [World building] I'm now working on a codex for regular and unique weather events! Got a template, an overall idea of the content, and a straightforward plan of execution. It will all be in-world, compiled by someone using journals for multiple other people! Let me know what you think!
- [ #SeductiveSunday ] Upon seeing [READER]'s face, the smug grin on Magnus' lips grew wider. "What's with that face? Finally, realized how wrong you were?" "You're the one who said, 'Small king, small scepter!' Go ahead, I want to hear your apology, and make it a proper one~"
- [ #RPStarter | #MagnusRP ] In town, under the secrecy of the night sky, Magnus is indulging himself after a stressful day. "S-stupid nobles... t-trying to fuck me o-over with their deal... s-showing cleavage to get a-a better treatment... t-two faced bitches, a-all of them!"
- [ #RPStarter ] "You, stop moving!" For a moment, the centaurian guard examined [READER]. "Have you seen a man in rags with broken shackles at his ankles? This man is an escaped prisonner, he-" 𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑷! "I-Ignore that and answer the question!" A little wardrobe malfunction...
- [Lore] The viscid terror is a horrid affliction capable of turning blossoming towns into large-scale cemeteries. Infected through a scratch by a trethren, commonly known as murkwood, the afflicted will feel a growing dread, forcing them to seek refuge amongst - [Continued]
