For full disclosure I'm feminine 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! If you see this prompt, it's probably still open, so feel free to send me a message!

The below text is more a writing sample to help set the tone than anything definitive, all details are up for discussion!

I never imagined myself living in a place like this.

Carefully manicured lawns, sprinklers in the middle to hold off the worst effects of the summer heat. Large and extravagant houses, each on a huge plot of land with a minimum of seven bedrooms, eight bathrooms, a garage big enough for a jumbo jet and a pool which could host the Olympics. Traditional families where the husband works during the week in New York or Washington DC while the wife stays at home, though with enough money to hire a maid to do all the domestic duties. And no bars or clubs within a reasonable drive other than the exclusive, invite-only country club. To quote my favourite grime song: 'nah, that's not me'. I'm in the middle of upper-class suburbia, somewhere my younger self would have felt worse than hell.

I always felt myself a city girl, willing to put up with the noise and the smell and the other inconveniences to get the benefits of a life in the metropole. The entertainment, the nightlife, the business opportunities, it was worth living in tiny studio apartments in grotty neighbourhoods for the first few years of adulthood to experience them all. Plus being a transwoman I always preferred the more progressive politics of the city to the conservative trappings of the suburbs. And I've certainly benefited. Within a decade of starting my logistics business from my bedroom I became one of the richest women in the country, though not the type to do flashy interviews in Time Magazine or on the TV. Yes, the city has been good to me.

Yet here I am, sitting in the front lounge of my own McMansion sipping on a coffee at ten in the morning. I guess it was a confluence of factors that bought me out this way. I'd had a bad day, annoyed at sitting in traffic for an hour just to travel two miles across town, annoyed at spending so much in rent for a comparatively small penthouse apartment, annoyed at the constant sounds of car horns honking and people shouting below. So, almost on impulse, I bought this place. At worst I could sell up and buy somewhere new if things didn't work out, right?

Since moving in I've certainly had my run-ins with some... characters, so to say. Mildred, down at Number 87, seems to be convinced that just because she held local office for a few years she's some sort of leader of all the housewives around here. We certainly got off on the wrong foot when she introduced herself with '...your husband must really care if he's bought you a place like this!' Harriet, at Number 24, seems convinced that I should be interested in dating her older brother, not matter how many times I've reiterated that he's not my type.

But at the same time I've had a lot of pleasant experiences too. Glenda, my next door neighbour, has been nothing other than an absolute treat to get to know. While she looks every part the traditional housewife, always wearing those cute and flowing button up dresses, during our semi-regularly coffee mornings she's revealed quite the sordid past to me. Abby, the daughter of the Pattinson's a few doors away, has been equally enjoyable to get to know after she offered to do some chores around my house to help her save up for college. While some of the women I've associated with conform to the stereotypes to a tee, others have broken them in some very surprising ways.

And as I glance out of my window, I see one of those pleasant experiences charging rather resolutely down my front path. Putting down my coffee, a little clink on the glass table, I make my way to the front door just in time to hear...

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

Opening it up, your face like thunder, you let yourself in.

'You won't believe what she's done!' you complain, shaking your head as you make your way across the spacious entrance hall towards the kitchen, too much annoyance in your voice to waste time on the pleasantries of how are you? and can I come in?

'Wouldn't believe what who's done?' I ask, chasing behind you, almost having to break into a job to match your determined stride.

'You know who. Mildred. I only caught her bend down on my front launch this morning, ruler in hand, measuring the length of my grass. When I came out she had the gall to tell me it was 1/10th of an inch longer than HOA rules. 1/10th of an inch! I had a mind to give her what for right there, but I managed to keep my cool. But God, I need to vent!'

Putting my hands on my hips, a smile comes to my lips as you finish speaking. Breathing in and out heavily, no doubt having power walked half-way across our little corner of suburbia to talk to me, it takes you a moment to catch the look on my face. And when you do, the expression of annoyance is replaced with... uncertainty.

'Sounds like someone could do with getting their pussy ate,' I say coolly, nonchalantly, my grin taking on a more deviant tone. Looking away, pursing your lips, you try to make it look like the decision is taking some thought. But we both know full why well you came to my door this morning.

'I... I think I could...' you reply softly.

Hey there, I hope you enjoyed my prompt! In this one I'd like to play a young trans-woman - rich, confident, and very attractive - who moves into upper-class suburbia. While expecting to discover a land full of tedious housewives and equally boring husbands, I instead meet... you.

But who are you? While I'd lean towards playing against a cis-woman character for this one (with partners of any gender identity, of course, I don't mind who you are behind the keyboard!), I'm open to hearing your suggestions. Perhaps, like in the prompt, you're a housewife in her forties who is enamoured by this sexy young woman next door and seeks to experience things she never has before? Maybe you're a younger woman, 18 or 19 and preparing to go to College, and seeking to learn what this young woman can teach you? Or maybe something else entirely, do let me know your preferences!

In terms of story, I was looking to play a long-term and gradual RP which doesn't focus on just sex alone. I'd like lots of slice-of-life stuff, and a slow build-up to our characters being sexual. And alongside the sexual stuff I'd like some include some more romantic, lovey-dovey stuff.

In a partner, I'm looking for someone interested in describing their character's internal thoughts and motivations. I want to know what's going on in your characters head, and love to see that come across in your messages!

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 ;) ), group sex and impreg. 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 and not Chats, thanks :)

I look forward to seeing your responses!