The Prompt is Open.

Nothing below is locked in stone, it's just a sample of the sort of idea that I have and my writing. Also, I don't expect replies to be this long, of course.

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"Oh Jesus Christ!" Daisy moans. Her head is thrown back as she rides the newest arrival to Honeyville, her bountiful breasts bouncing. She has to ask for God's forgiveness for taking his name in vain later, among other sins. Beneath her Steven Frost tenses his whole body and thrusts back to meet her. Daisy feels like she's going to explode as she feels the strength of his burly form below, she leans forward and braces herself against his chest. Under one hand she can feel the pounding of his heart. She brings her lips down to his and they kiss each other hungrily. The outsider certainly wasn't this fierce and strong when he arrived, which just makes this all the sweeter for Daisy.

He groans into her mouth which makes her smile against his lips. It has taken a bit of work, but she has managed to stand out among all the other suitors for Mr. Frost's attention. One of his big hands reaches up and kneads her breast and she whimpers in reply. The way his fingers rolls her nipple makes her pussy clench around his cock.

Frost moved to town some time ago to take one of new jobs in the community. In the small, rural town of Honeyville it isn't exactly overburdened with opportunities. "Fuck me," Daisy whispers to the outsider, encouraging him, "Don't stop!" Opportunities for work, social advancement, or romantic partners can be limited in a small town. Dating in Davis County often means carrying around your family tree, and looking out for the ne'er-do-wells, dimwits, and other undesirables. Daisy knows better. She knows a man like this needs to be claimed and fast before one of the other girls gets her hands on him, especially since the 'magic' of the town had turned Mr. Frost into a fine specimen. Still, Daisy knew some blonde-haired, milk-skinned farm girl would bat her eyelashes and spread her legs - not that Daisy is in any place to cast aspersions. Daisy hadn't always looked this way, though as a local it was only a matter of time before she was blessed. Any person who moved to Honeyville might find themselves feeling and looking different in due course.

"Fuck," he says through gritted teeth, "I'm getting close." Daisy could tell that all on her own, the way his cock feels swollen inside her, the way his body was tensing, like a dam about to burst. She had an instinct for these things that her fertility goddess body let her in on. Daisy doesn't slow down and let her lover relax though. She presses her hands against his chest and pounds her pussy up and down his cock, raising the tempo and moaning like a slut while she does. She's rewarded by his deep moans, and his hands feeling up her chest. "Is it safe?" he asks breathlessly.

"Yes," Daisy answers, lying. Another thing to speak to God to in the little white, clapboard church Honeyville proudly claimed. All she can dream about it getting her own sweet baby bump. "Cum for me," she urges him on. It's not a small lie, it's not just unsafe, Daisy is catching him at the greatest risk - which is entirely the point. "Do it!" she begs. His grunts and growls are coming closer and closer together and she feels it happening. When he cries out she buries his cock inside of her and lets his unrestrained seed splash against her fertile womb. Her own orgasm is triggered and her body shudders and collapses on top of his.

The pair are breathing heavily together as they recover, she snuggles into him as his cream flows into her body, slowly milking him. Daisy coos and rests upon him, her full breasts squeezed against his chest. After a moment Daisy regains her senses and pulls him out of her, rolling onto her back to give the city boy's cum the best chance it can get to do the Lord's work.

Sure, Daisy feels bad about deceiving the newest arrival in their town, but she suspects she'll make him love it. She rests her fingers against her flat tummy and prays for a result, though she trusts her body to do the work. She looks over at him, eyes closed as he enjoys the afterglow of their act. A man like that, shouldn't he have a good wife, a loving home, and a growing family? Momma always said never let a good man get away, and Daisy was confident that she wasn't going to let that happen.

"That was... amazing," he says contentedly.

Daisy blushes and leans over, kissing his cheek, "I thought so too. You'll have to keep me around - it gets better." She giggles as she thinks about telling her friends that she went 'bull riding'.

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I'm sure you've heard the expression before. A few women get pregnant all at the same time and someone jokes, "Must be something in the water!" One of my favourite types of fantasies and favourite pieces of erotica takes that concept literally. Some examples of stories are Calving Signs, stories set in Stepford, Breed's Hill, and Fertile Valley.

Usually the story goes in a similar way. An individual, a couple, or a family moves somewhere new, unsuspecting of the secrets hidden away under their noses. Maybe the community is fully enthralled or perhaps the process is just getting underway. It's so picturesque and lovely that it tricks the people who move there at first. Then things change for the protagonists, or more precisely, they begin to change physically and mentally. Something, whether its chemicals in the water and the food, or magic of an ancient fertility goddess, alters their minds and bodies; my usual preference is for an act of man using 'science' of some sort. They grow and change into their ultimate forms, perfect sexual specimens and ripe for breeding. Large breasts, birthing hips, muscled forms, enlarged penis, enormous loads, increased fertility, and growing libido is a short list of common symptoms. That corruption of individuals is a fun, sexy element for me.

They could be two strangers that move to the town at the same time, or two friends. Maybe a family who inherits a property. All sorts of possibilities work.

I am very open about ideas and characters at this phase. If you're interested in this sort of story feel free to message me and we'll see if we can put our heads together for a project, or at least just chat about what we like about these stories.

If you're interested shoot me a PM. What sort of characters would you like to see in this? What are your interests in exploring this kind of story? Feel free to be creative.

I hope to hear from you!

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