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Hello! My name is DifferentRP (you can call me Diff.), I’m 23 M, and I am here to present to you a collection of prompts that, as you may have gathered, involve one of the most primal and taboo topics: Beastiality.
I would like these to focus primarily on story and the emotions your character will be experiencing as she battles the conflicting internal feelings of following through with such a depraved act. I am extremely detailed and enjoy long replies, so I would expect the same from you. Another dealbreaker is realism, which I value highly. No porn stars/perfect model characters. No porn-like scenarios, and I do NOT want to rush directly into smut. This will require build up.
Without further ado, I present to you:
The Best of the Beast!
The Faithful Knight.
The rays of golden sun shone over the beautiful kingdom of Astoria. The birds were singing, and the village below has yet to awaken on this idyllic mid summer morning. One such person was y/c, who was currently residing in a cottage within the kings royal court. A formidable and cunning warrior, she had proven herself time and time again that she was a valuable asset and a brave soldier. With her faithful canine companion by her side, she quickly rose through the ranks to the Kings elite guard. However, with such a prestigious position, came a heavy price: a vow of complete chastity. She was forbidden from marrying a man, or even bringing in one to her home. If evens hint of a rumor escaped, she would be shamed and banished from the court. But perhaps there was an alternative….a trustworthy companion, who would never tell a word. Who had needs just as she did…..but would she really bring herself to this unholy level, with her best friend who was asleep at the end of her bed?…
The Housewife.
It was a quiet autumn afternoon in the small suburban cul-de-sac in the town of Peach Creek. Y/c, was a hardworking woman, taking most of her time as a stay-at-home mom to make sure her family was well provided for, her house was clean, and that everything was running smoothly. Wether that meant that the kids were at their after school activities on time, dinner was on the table when everyone was home, or that her house was perfectly clean at all times. Though through all of their work as an outwardly perfect couple, she and her husband had drifted in recent years… with him working long hours at the office, and her spending most of her time working at home….it didn’t leave much time for each other. She found herself sighing most afternoons after the chores were done, with her only comfort coming from their family dog, who was always happy to see her and always craved her attention. She couldn’t help but wonder….no! It was horrible…but, then again…who works suspect the picture perfect wife?…
Farm Life.
Life was simple on Orwell’s Farm. Y/c was a woman who has worked on this farm since she was a little girl. She had the responsibility of tending to the various animals that lived there, raising them and making sure they were groomed, fed, and healthy. She would have a deep attachment to these animals, having raised them from their birth. But aside from her work on the farm, her personal life suffered. Being so many miles from civilization, she didn’t have many friends and even less prospects for potential mates. It was all quite discouraging, with failed relationships and depressing nights, it was almost hopeless. But maybe she could find release somewhere else…somewhere with unconditional love, and a deep attachment to her. But the real question was…could she bring herself to cross that line?
Thank you for reading my prompt. I look forward to roleplaying with you all. If you wish to rp, please send me a message with your favorite color included and I will get back to you shortly!
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