For full disclosure I'm M playing M/F/T. I hope that's not an issue for you! Here's my DPP Profile!, most of my old prompts are still up for discussion if they take your fancy more, and I'm up for discussing other prompts/ideas with similar themes to my own! All partners and characters sought should be 18 . If you see this prompt, it's probably still open, so feel free to send me a message!

Drip... Drip... Drip...

Water falls through a crack in the ceiling, pooling in a dirty puddle on the concrete floor. A rat scurries by my feet, plump from feasting on the gnawed boxes of rice and noodles. The basement is filled with a white light from the single bulb hanging above me, its piercing glow illuminating every spot of dirt and grime. And in the middle sits me, shirt torn and hands bound to this old wooden chair.

I fucked up.

I never intended to get involved with organised crime, although I suppose not many do. It started off with a few little jobs here and there to cover the rent, something which is hardly cheap in San Francisco. Take this package to that building, dump this car outside the city for us, that kind of thing. But soon I found myself being trusted with more and more responsibilities, handling bags which no doubt contained guns or drugs. One day I got curious. Peaking inside, I saw the wads and wads of cash I was meant to be taking from one drop-off point to another. All that money... surely they wouldn't notice a few notes slipping away?

They noticed.

The door at the top of the stairs swings open, metal clanging against brick as I'm suddenly hit by the sounds and smells of the kitchen. The doorway is filled by a silhouette, a heavy-set Asian man in a black suit. I try to retain my composure as my mind races through what's going to happen to me. Broken fingers, a pulped face, a slit throat? I've heard stories of all that and more. I watch as he begins to walk down the stairs, each step bending and threatening to snap beneath his weight. He's followed by a second man, much of the same stature, then... a woman?

My attention focusses on her. She's middle-aged, plainly dressed, carrying a large bag with her. She looks nothing like the usual goons I've come across working this job. Once the three of them reach me the two large men step aside, leaving space for the woman to approach.

'Nǚxìng huà,' the more senior man says to her solemnly.

'N-Nǚxìng huà?' I stutter, face suddenly wracked by worry, 'What's Nǚxìng huà?'

The men burst into laughter.

~~~

The restaurant's fancy, very fancy. You're surrounded by drapes and statues, red dragons embossed on the walls and Chinese lanterns hanging from the ceiling. This isn't kitsch. It's not the cheap crap you'd find in those restaurants targeted at Americans. This is the real deal, the sort of place so exclusive it doesn't even have a listing on Google. You're here if you're in, and you're in if you're here.

You're moving on up in the world.

You've been working for the Triads for a few years now and your rise has been meteoric. Starting as some anonymous bag-boy, you've climbed the ladder to a position few American-born members even dream of reaching. When you started, you delivered goods faster and more efficiently than anyone else in your part of the organisation. When you were put in charge of one of the least profitable districts in the city, you got them slinging so much drugs the bosses thought you'd misplaced the period in the accounts before they saw the actual bundles of cash. You're good, and while it's not the most pleasant or moral work one can hardly turn down the income it brings you. And now it's time for you to step up even higher.

There's a few different people sat around the table, chatting and joking as they eat their food. But there's one in particular you keep an eye on. Jin Jingdao, the fattest and loudest gentleman at the table, and certainly the most important. While he doesn't control operations in San Francisco he has a big influence over them, as well as the ear of all the right people. You wonder what job he's going to offer you. Maybe something important around drug smuggling at the port? Perhaps something to do with the working girls? And as he finishes his soup, downing the last of his drink, he bangs the table and looks at you.

'So, you have been causing quite a stir, my American friend,' he says, accent thick as he looks across the table to you, 'Quite a stir indeed. Your work Downtown... hmmmmm... certainly gathering a lot of attention. Yes. It only seems fair that you get repayment for your services. Bring her in!'

Looking over his shoulder, a wide grin on his face, he barks the command. You and your compatriots all look towards the door, and suddenly you can't help but feel the atmosphere shift. From the jovial attitude during the meal things suddenly feel... feel mean, vindictive. And as the door swings open, you realise why.

I stand before you. My hair is done up, make-up on to give me a feminine complexion. I wear a qipao, small and tight, clinging to a frame that didn't look particularly masculine before and certainly doesn't now. I wobble a little in the high heels, making sure not to stumble and embarrass myself further. This was my punishment, and as the room bursts into laughter I suddenly realise this was your punishment too. The men surrounding you fall over themselves, tears running down their cheeks as the prank is revealed. Wiping his eyes Jin Jingdao looks over at you.

'We thought you could do with some female company my friend, someone to keep you distracted,' he says between giggling, shaking his head, 'Now go, take her for a spin.'

The message is clear. You've risen too fast, at least too fast for Jin Jingdao and his companions. And they thought this a suitable stunt to knock you down a few pegs, to remind you to keep your head down and remember who's really in control. But as our eyes meet across a room filled with a cruel laughter, one word is communicated silently between us.

Revenge...

Hey there! This was a slightly lengthier writing sample than I usually do, but hopefully you enjoyed reading it. In this RP, I would like to explore the relationship between a low-ranking Triad member who receives Nǚxìng huà (feminisation) as punishment for stealing money, and a rising member who is humiliated by their superiors for climbing too fast. The two come to an agreement to work together to improve their mutual standings in the criminal underworld, with my character gradually embracing their enforced identity and both of them falling for one another.

I want this to be a long-term and gradual RP, one which explores the internal thoughts, tensions and motivations of both our characters. My character, initially forced to present as a woman as punishment for their actions, will slowly come to appreciate and embrace that identity. Your character, humiliated by your superiors, will seek a way to get back at them and continue their rise up the ladder. This will be done over a number of scenes involving as much, or as little, world-building as we desire. Perhaps we can explore the internal politics of this Triad in depth, or maybe we can keep the RP focussed on our two characters.

In a partner I'm looking for someone who enjoys detailed RPs, with a big emphasis on their character's emotions and internal dialogue. I want to know how your character thinks and feels, not just how they act! If you have any preferences for my character's appearance, do let me know.

My main kinks are romance, feminisation, incest, cumplay/bukkake/gokkun, D/s (with me as the s), outfits and lingerie, build-up, free use, taking orders, name calling (feel free to call me a slut or a whore, especially out-of-RP if you're so inclined ;) ) and group sex. My limits are u18s, excessive pain, non-con and skat/watersports. Not all these kinks need to be included in the RP, but this should give you a good overview of my likes and dislikes.

I try to respond at least once per day or two, although sometimes real life will get in the way. I write in the first person present, and generally try to write detail, liking around 3 paragraphs per response (although of course that fluctuates). In your response, I'd like you to include a little bit about the character you would like to play, your kinks, and how you imagine this RP developing. The more detail you can include the better, the first message is super important to me, and short or detail-lacking messages are a bit of a turn-off. I usually leave prompts up a little while before replying, so don't feel the need to rush your response. I'll try and reply to everyone, but short messages which don't give me much to work with probably won't get a response. Also please keep everything to Reddit PMs, thanks :)

I look forward to seeing your responses!