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For full disclosure I'm gender queer 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! And I'm sure this one would work just as lovely with an Aunt as it would a Mom.
What a day.
What... a... day...
You kick off your heels, carelessly sweeping them towards the shoe rack, as you close the front door behind you. Reaching down you gently massage the back of your calf, trying to ease some of the tension in the muscle. You love your heels, and they love what they do for your legs, but they certainly take their toll. Dumping your bag to the floor, something else which can be dealt with later, you roll your shoulders and make your way towards the lounge.
What... a... fucking... day...
Things had started poorly and only got worse. Arriving in the office at 9AM sharp, you'd been greeted by a rather thick pile of papers which the note accompanying them tersely informed you needed to be sorted through and analysed by noon. After only ten minutes of work one of your colleagues had approached you, requesting assistance on a project they were supposedly working on for weeks but which clearly they'd only begun a few days ago. And to top it all off your afternoon was consumed by another laborious, pointless team meeting which involved you sitting in the conference room for three hours listening to nonsense.
You need a rest.
You need some stress relief.
Sitting down on the sofa, stretching out your legs as you remove the pin from your hair, you decide to request just that. After a long yawn, your whole body aching from another tedious day of work, you call out my name.
'Sweetie, can you come in here?'
And, diligently enough, you soon hear the sound of my footsteps approaching from the kitchen. That familiar clip clop echoes in from the tiled floor, bringing a smile to your lips as it reaches your ears. I'm ready. And as I turn the corner, standing in the doorway, you lay eyes upon your son. Though son is a term neither of us have used for a long while now. With my strappy high heels on my feet, my silky long legs meandering their way up to a tight form-fitting dress, I look every part the daughter you currently desire. And as your gaze reaches my face, my make-up done even more diligently than your own, you see my own smile greeting yours.
'Hey Mom, how was work?' I ask, my voice as feminine as my appearance, svelte frame learning against the wall.
'Urgh, where do I begin?' you groan, the tone of your voice suggesting you aren't simply interested in recounting the days events, 'Come on honey, sit with me.'
Patting on your thigh, beckoning me in, you wait for a moment as I stride across the room. Before our little arrangement I'd always struggled to find a place for myself. University didn't suit me, that sort of rigorous academic mentality far too distant from my own. And my few attempts at internships, both at your place and at some of your associates, had ended equally quickly. But this? This seems to work for both of us.
Once I reach you I sit myself down, perching my perky bottom upon your knee. Wrapping my arm around your shoulders, your own hand sneaking its way around my thin waist, I lean in for a kiss. But this isn't the usual kiss a Mother would share with her offspring. Oh no. This isn't a simple peck on the cheek. As our lips part we press them together, tongues flicking out as we engage in a long, deep, sensual kiss. My stomach fluttering, as it always does when we share such moments, it takes all my energy to pull myself away.
'One of those days, huh?' I reply with a grin, my hand rubbing up and down your upper arm.
'One of those days,' you agree, your palm finding a place to rest on my bare thigh, 'I think Mom needs a bit of stress relief.'
My face lights up when I hear those words, our little codeword for something much more. At first it had been simple, a suggestion for me to cook your dinner or massage your shoulders, to help you relax and recuperate after a long day at work. But now...
'So...' I continue, my hand sneaking its way around to your front, slowly beginning to unbutton your blouse, 'What will it be today? Do you want me to find out your strap-on, or would you prefer if I took you instead...?'
Hey there, I hope you enjoyed my prompt. In this one I'd like you to play a stressed out Mom who, through a series of events, enlisted her rather feminine son-come-daughter as her new stress reliever. I'm imagining this RP will have a lot of romance, wholesomeness, and general switchy naughtiness!
While this prompt started in the thick of things, in the RP itself I'd like to explore the origins of such a relationship in detail. While I'd like to avoid any meanness or non-consensual set-ups (why should such a loving relationship be forced?), the route which gets our characters here is totally up for discussion. Maybe Mom, feeling my character isn't pulling their weight around the house, suggests I start doing more housework, something which slowly devolves into more lascivious tasks. Or perhaps it's the other way around, with my character realising how stressed Mom is becoming and offering their services? Perhaps Mom is a bit more dominant in the bedroom, destresses through some rough (though caring) fucking, or maybe things are a little more sensual and sweet? Maybe Mom doesn't have much sexual experience at all, and it's down to my character to show them how to make the most out of their body? I'm happy going in either of those directions, or anything in between, so do let me know if you have any preferences!
I'm also open to tweaking or changing the set-up. Maybe Mom isn't an office-worker, but is perhaps a stay-at-home Mom who has become increasingly lonely, and therefore embraces their son-come-daughter. Or maybe we subvert expectations a little, make Mom a lumberjack or a truck driver or something else a little more out there. While I've sketched out an idea in the prompt, I'm really happy for us to collaboratively develop both characters in any direction which fits.
As you can probably tell, I'm looking for this one of be very queer-friendly and accepting. My character might be 'feminised', but I never like playing this in a humiliating or forced way. There's something very wonderful about a character realising and embracing their true identity, and that's something I'd like to explore with this one. Similarly, perhaps Mom has never been with a woman before this RP, and therefore finds herself exploring this new, queer world. Let me know your thoughts on all this!
In a partner, I'm looking for someone who enjoys long-term and gradual RPs with lots of sexual tension and romance. In particular, I really like writing with people who express their character's internal thoughts, feelings and motivations. I would like this RP to take place over a number of scenes, slowly ratcheting the tension. Let me know if you have any ideas for different scenes! The above piece of writing is just to set the tone, so we can start this one off however we like!
My main kinks are romance, feminisation/feminization (but not the mean or forced kind), incest, cumplay/bukkake/gokkun, D/s and switch dynamics, outfits and lingerie, build-up, free use, taking orders and training, 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 meanness, 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 3-5 paragraphs per response. 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 Reddit Chats), thanks :)
I look forward to seeing your responses!
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