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>DON'T sperg about Hentai logic, Hentai Artists or NTR. Take your meds.
>NO Shota/loli crap. Go to /trash/

>What's a Solo RPG?
1: YouTube (Season 1 of Me, Myself & Die! gives a good explanation)
2: Ask in the Solo RPG General: >>95860439
3: Solo is a good way to test out systems and to avoid problems such s "Schedule Conflict" or "Playing with Weirdos"

>Solo RPG Toolkit (NPC Generator, Mythic GM Emulator, etc.)
https://tayruh.github.io/solo/solo-roleplaying-toolkit.html

>Official Thread's Discord
https://discord.gg/DJJqvkKMae

>Lewd Solo Games
Labyrinthus: https://gm-bertus.itch.io/labyrinthus
Labyrinthus Random NPC Generator: https://srr5cb2m.play.borogove.io
Lewd Attack: https://mega.nz/folder/CbhQnQyB#Xn-0F9OVyr_SHQ2s7rDhmQ
Lewd Attack, Frameworks for Maptool: https://mega.nz/folder/4ixRTS7K#nSxJQ4BuNcaZYA4slPVPcw
Powered by the Lewd: https://j5drops.itch.io/powered-by-the-lewd
Rapture World: https://mega.nz/file/PPQxVYIa#EHENwjI-gTxCvJjVTzVEeTj7Y-yl_6Ubra4RM2oZ3ck

>Other Material and Systems (IE: D&D, Pathfinder, Ventangle etc)
https://rentry.org/lewdgeneral

After playing the games in the OP, I have to say that Labyrinthus was the most enjoyable once you understand how to use oracles. The random npc generation gave me some interesting encounters too

>>95896634
my brain small, smooth
pearl from the shallowest shore
very cute, but useless

>>95894620
Glad you had fun! I'm currently busy so the game it will be updated later on

Another question for the Ops and Tactics anon. I see it takes 3CP to initiate a grab. Then it says in step 3 you can execute one of a few actions, spending combat points to do so, but I don't see a cost for those actions. Is it just 3CP for each different action? Also, can you do multiple grapple actions per turn?

>>95895349
I get that. The only ones i've bothered watching are acquisitions inc, and they're just 3 hours in front of a crowd a few times a year. I thought watching a few of those was indulgent when i was getting into this hobby. CR is fucking weekly, and there's hundreds of hours for each campaign if you want to catch up. Not for me.

>>95899155
3 CP per action yeah, and you can do as many grapple actions per turn as you have CP unless it explicitly says otherwise like "break free from a pin". While it's not RAW, I'd extend that per turn to escape attempts too, anywhere between 1 and 3 depending on your preferences. Since otherwise grappling can kind of devolve into one guy going for a pin on his turn endlessly and the other guy trying to escape on his turn endlessly.

Want to do a solo game that's lighter on rules and tone, especially compared to my recent games.

Is Powered by the Lewd any good? I'm looking at it and it just seems like it's very dependant on the player to come up with what sort of game/setting it's in, and I don't know if I want it to be THAT rules-lite.

Even if I never succeed, even if it's more like worldbuilding than game mechanic, even if I don't know what I'm doing. I shall not giveup my dream of making a bondage-themed RPG

Do you guys play by yourself or with your gf/wife?

>>95901363
Those who have a gf/wife who's into it play with them, and we have some anons who are this lucky

Kill Team anon here again. For those that used the 2018 ruleset, any thoughts? Or anything that should be added? I’ll be working on the layout today to make it look less like shit. Thinking about adding more TTRPG elements.

>> Ruby Stanton, a.k.a. Ruby Rose. Next big thing, maybe
>>First match is against the Jobber of the group, Inez Hodge, a.k.a. Bambi
>>Long legs, big tits, dirty blonde and stupidly pretty
>>notjealousatall.jpg
>>Usual pre-match interviews. Ruby Rose lets everyone know she's going to be making it to the top
>>Bambi does her usual fluff piece and purrs nothings about facing her newest opponent
>>Bambi starts in "control", so she pins Ruby Rose shortly into the bout and gropes her all over. However, she's more interested in checking out the newbie's body instead of remaining in charge. Ruby Rose reverses the grapple and gets on top. Kind of expected
>>Ruby Rose tries to show off some technical skill by pinning Bambi and then having her way once the bimbo is immobilized
>>nope.jpg
>>Ruby Rose rolls so poorly that Bambi regains control of the match and goes back to investigating her every crevice. Thoroughly
>>The Anointed isn't going to take this lying down, so to speak. She reverses, pins, and goes for a technical win
>>Have to try hard to even get that
>>Bambi is soft, though, so that's something
>>Bambi plays along and makes a big show of it. Audience buys it and is practically frothing at the mouth for more
>>Ruby Rose wins, but didn't make a good show of it. She'll have another chance, as the both of them are booked for another match

>>95900119
I've been looking at the Tiny Dungeon line of games. Boils down to choosing a race and three Traits; everything is rolling 1, 2, or 3D6, with success on 5 or 6. Seems decent, though I miss actual Ability Scores.

>>95903164
What system are you using for this rumble roses wrestling game?

>>95894157 (OP)
OP deserves credit for decent pic this time round.

>>95903917
World Wide Wrestling

Match 2 of Episode 1, Moxie the Call-Up versus Raven the Anti-Hero.
Added some procedures to make things hopefully more interesting. This is a Grudge match, as the goth Raven trounced Moxie previously. The Call-Up wants to make a name for herself, and taking the Jobber's place is not the way to do that. She wants recognition. She wants fame. She wants revenge.

>>Pre-match interviews. Moxie calls out Raven, gaining 1 Heat. Raven nonchalantly flips her off, but it falls short with the crowd.
>>Whatever, she's self-motivating.
>>Round 1: Moxie starts in control of the match, but Raven taunts her, Working the Audience to make up for her Promo falling flat. They love it, and Raven seems pumped.
>> Moxie hates this and tries to show off in her own way. She tries an Athletic Feat, hoping to lock Raven down and finger the other woman senseless in front of the crowd.
>>Fails.
>>Fails bad.
>>Moxie takes an injury as she tries to contort Raven. She loses the Audience for a moment as she pauses in pain, but gets them back as she pushes through and finishes the pin.
>>Following up on her success, Moxie fingers Raven. She gets the pale girl moaning and squirming, but times out before anything more.

>>95905088
>>Round 2: The Call-Up is still in control, and she wants to keep it that way. She goes in for another pin, but Raven reverses.
>>The Anti-Hero takes a moment to Work the Audience again now that she's got Moxie's legs in the air. She really knows how to play to the crowd.
>>It helps that she's hot.
>>Moxie is thinking something along the lines of "Not again", as flashes of their previous match fill her mind.
>>Ravens fingers fill other things as the Anti-Hero works her, and the Audience cheers with every move.

>>Round 3: Raven is still in control from the last round. Both wrestlers are tired, and Moxie is both wounded and hating that Raven is not just winning, but has the crowd backing her so hard.
>>Raven thinks this is the perfect time to crush Moxie.
>>She does.
>>She has to push hard to do it, but she slips Moxie into a pin, slips her fingers where they shouldn't go, and slips right into a victory as the bell rings.

End result is both Moxie and Raven getting more Heat with one another. Moxie will have to deal with her injury, and the fact that she just about lost all of her Audience this Episode, which would lead to her getting let go. Adding to that, she's fuming and wants to take Raven down.

>>95900254
Okay but you have played a few games of it by now, right?

>>95902163
Bonuses to struggle/fucking based on size/Strength maybe?
If you can think of any perhaps some stratagems

>>95905588
I... I... rolled dices as written and interpreted every result as intended. Don't judge me! It's just... unfinished! I only have 100page!
Truth, even if it didn't have gapping holes, broken mechanic I can't get to work. I keep rewriting basics, even the intent is unclear.

>>95902163
I feel like the GSC Webber has something you could do to it but god knows what. Not being able to stand up without help?

>>95904077
Agreed. Thematic and good-looking. Future OPs should plb the archives for similar pics from old cheesecake threads.

Speaking of which, what ever happened to cheesecake threads? I haven't seen one in ages.

>>95907848
*plumb

I've rolled a character in Labyrinthus for kicks and giggles. Everything random as I could.
>Eezog Scuttlefingers, a Goblin nun in the prime of her life. She has the red eyes and green skin of her kind, as well as wavy, raven-colored hair that spills about her shoulders, and frames her round face and thick, inviting lips.
>Her work at the monastery has gifted her with a lithe, toned build; her legs are slender, hips narrow, and rear ill defined, yet her bosom is full and heavy, with D cup breasts.
>She may be wiry from her fieldwork, yet she's not strong. She's averagely nimble, possessed of standard hardiness, and finds things no harder or easier to understand than her fellows, but is gifted with a headstrong will.
>While dutifully bound to her vows of chastity, unconsciously she harbors an attraction to the Weirdlings, to those of power, authority, and noble trappings, and likes a well defined midsection. She dislikes the fascination with hindquarters some of the village men have, as well as those who don't practice good habits of fitness. In the deepest recesses of her unconscious, horn'ed creatures are a weakness, and she finds the waste of food for lustful purposes abhorrent.
>There are whispers amongst the village that her devotion can cause miracles. While not recognized as such by the Church, she is known to have rebuked suspected practicioners of dark arts and Denied these Witches, and when she prays, the space around her can be said to be Consecrated. She's also possessed of unusual Resilience.
>For all her devotion, her temper is a fatal flaw.

I'm gonna run through the little tutorial dungeon, wish me luck!

>>95910504
Alright I'm already a fucking idiot and can't figure out what the hell a Mind Check is. I don't see anything in the Characteristics section of trying to check against them and there's no skill called Mind. I'm gonna assume I roll a d10 and add my characteristic.

>>95910601
You assume correctly

>>95910687
Ok cool. I stealthed into the orc room and I'm pretty sure I was able to get the keys off the wall without startling them: I got a 6 on a stealth check, which, when countering another skill, it said the base DV is 5 + whatever mod, which is 1. Attackers break ties/I have to hit to succeed. Or did I fuck that up?

>>95910718
Sounds about right, and IIRC the orcs have a pretty poor perception due to being drunk, don't they roll twice and take the worst?

>>95910725
They did for me creaking into the room. The roll I got for a 6 was when they were already asleep. It didn't give me a DV to not wake them

>>95910732
Oh wait the Pumpkin room told me that they make an opposed Perception check. So let me backtrack and roll for the Orcs, and if I fail that one I'll rewind. Also how long does going through a room take? I thought it was in the Adventure compendium but I couldn't find it.

>>95910739
I really only tracked resting or travel time personally

Alright gotta go to bed but report so far
>As I was fumbling through the game's systems, trying to learn things, my goblin managed to sneak away from the Orcs and steal their keys, but awoke the Pumpkins, who merely decided to chase her away. Trying the other door, she found herself in a room with an ornate door. Peering into it, she was instantly aroused by its bas-reliefs, depicting various horn'ed imps and satyrs engaging in coitus with women.
>Since I rolled the optional witnessing arousal rules and Will checks for her kink before seeing what the reliefs actually DID, she was bumped up to aroused before having to make any of the will checks to not get sucked into the reliefs. The first one she failed her check to be sucked into it, but I can't figure out if she CHOOSES to roll the Ars Amatoris Test of Skill, or is forced to. Operating under the assumption she is forced to, she failed miserably, which... I think means she doesn't get a boon but also has to endure the acts as if she was taking part?

>>95910990
I have to rewind I found the reaction tables, they were core book not adventure book.

>>95910601
>can't figure out what the hell a Mind Check is
Checks are explained at page 5, which also mentions Characteristics

>>95910718
>I got a 6 on a stealth check, which, when countering another skill
If you look at thge Orcs stats they have a Perception of 6. This means you have to obtain a total of 6 or higher. In this case you succeed

>>95910739
>Also how long does going through a room take?
Up to you, but if you just get in and out even by stealth a bunch of minutes

>>95911010
There are some instances where the NPCs and Monsters have an automatic reaction to your chatacter so you don't have to roll. If it say "Monster is Horny" then you don't have to roll

>>95910601
>>95911616
Luckily the game always gives you a DV for everything in the description of the task, unless you have to randomly generate it or isagainst creatures and npcs in which case you just have to look up their stat blocks

>>95911616
>>95911749
Thanks anon. Is there a section anywhere where it says how far you move on a battle map? I went back to the pumpkin patch and my character keeps breaking out, which I assume lets them move from "in combat" to "close", but the creatures can just move back into "in combat" and do the whole loop again.

>>95911994
Movement is abstract in the game but keep in mind that the pumpkins won't chase you if you move outside of their patch. So when you manage to get a movement action and move away they won't chase you if you go over the fence.
The Pumpkins can only move and and grab you but they can't pin if they moved and while held you can still attack them or if you have any sharp weapon you can even cut off their vines if they are holding you.

An improved explanation for breaking free willbe present in the next update

>>95912845
Sounds good, thank you dev!
In the future though, assuming a white room scenario, it would be pinning>wait the amount of turns>break free success is my action for the turn, theirs is pin maintaining or when I break free, can they then move into combat with me and hold?

>>95912880
All Maneuvers are performed at In Combat range, unless specified otherwise.
So any attempt is performed as follows:

>Round 1: Creature moves at In Combat range and attempts to Grab and Hold the Character
>Round 2: If the Character was grabbed and fails to break free in their turn, the Creature can then start Pinning
>Round 3: If the Character failed to resist the pin, they have to wait the number of rounds before being able to break free and the creatures can do whatever they want. If the Character resisted Pinning they are still Held and can attack or try to break free

>>95903443
May be a little too lite on the rules for me desu. I appreciate the recommendation, though!

Been playing Deltarune lately and thinking about something like that aesthetically. Sexy otherworld fantasy adventures, perhaps. A little inspo from that, Towergirls and early Yu-Gi-Oh!, etcetera... And I think I have a system just lite enough for it.

>>95910504
Femgoblins are always good. Keep us updated with her adventures

Ai can really take you places you did not expect.
My evil knight's little spy caught a pickpocket. Indignant, she brought the little thief to her master, my knight, to be punished. Since the ai will let you do horrific shit to males.

(No joke last session I just fucking tortured the ever loving fuck out of a zhentarim agent, culminating with healing a chunk of the damage sobhe didn't die when I castrated the fucker)
My knight and his little spy discover the thief is a girl. So my (mindbroken and depraved little spy slut demands I rape the little bitch.) My knights not exactly eh into it, since the thief in questions isn't just a girl, but a half-dragon. She aint exactly conventionally pretty.

Now the little thief, full of jaded cynicism and callousness as a little street rat grown up amongst the red light areas of waterdeep, brags about how she is unimpressed and how men aint shit etc, having seen it all. So our knight, offended asks her 'is that so? And begins stripping out of his full plate, piece by peice, revealing all his muscles and manhood, a very, very far cry from the 'men' the girl has seen paying coin to the whores of the red light district.
He takes his spy girl and demonstrates his prowess, putting on a show for the girl. Shes stops bragging and watches with interest, playing it cool. However, she's only ever seen whores faking it. So when our little spy squirts like a fountain and sprays all over the thief's face, and he pumps her full of cum, it too goes all over the thief's snout and face.
Shes all tied up and cant move, and it gets in her mouth. She starts licking it all up, and loves the taste. My knight, seeing her greedy, hungrily eating his seed, puts his little spy down and aside, and slaps his manhood all slimy on the thiefs snout. Whereupon the knight and thief doscovers that not only does the draconic girl love the taste of mansauce, her carnivourous tastes and diet means she finds his manhood utterly delectable

>>95916337
I agree, we need more female goblin stories

Lacking a gag reflex, she immediately tarts trying to inhale his dick, throating the whole thing. She throatfucks herself while my knight just lets her go wild, and he gives her a full blast. He tries to pull out and she fucking growls, whining, her belly grumbling hungrily. She tries to fight her restraints so she can keep eating him. The little spy mocks the thief, piinting out that her cunt (cloaca) is dripping wet and gagging for it. The thief is pissed and demands the knight give her that dick back. He does. She NUZZLES it and licks it with her forked tongue. And works it back hard. And he takes it away. She whines and begs. So he starts fucking her, she takes it like a champ and curses the whores, compaining thwy never told her sucking dick tasted so good(because theyre not draconic meat eaters with a great big pork spwrd down their throat) and getting fucked felt good (likewise never fucked by someone actually good at it, or an attentive lover) and demands the knight put his back into it. They fuck like rabbits. The draconic thief finally breaking her restraints, just to pounce on him.

Now, ALL i did was run the actions of the knight. The spy, the thief, were all AI. With their character sheets previously having been co-operatively generated. All to legit dnd 5e rules.

So yea. Now my knight has a new agent. A hungry little dragon bitch who hates everything, except sucking and fucking the elf knight who treats her sooooo good.

Gotta love that 'noble' / 'knight' background flaw 'insatiable lust for carnal pleasures'.

>>95916921
>elf

So chad Tolkien elf not pansy modern elf?

>>95916856
I have a seperate campaign that was SUPPOSED to be man innawoods...
Only the ai dm threw a squad of four all girl bandits at him.
Now, years later, he's the reluctant lord of a newly founded domain,
And his goblin wench has already given him four children (goblins)

>>95916967
Yes. The classic elf elf who elf'd the hardest.
I even used basic stat block and AL rules to keep it legit and not OP.
So he's running some sweet str and con to go with that CHA.
But yes. He cant help fucking females.
Going so far as to kidnap a watch knight who tried to suggest SHE was in charge after rushing to the Zhent safe house he had just finished interrogating the zhent agent at.
The dm had the silly cunt try to be all 'nooooo i am the law, you are just a vigilante loonie psycho, you MR PALADIN SIR'. (Oathbreaker subclass, lawful evil, asmodeus wroshipper). So of course he fucking ties her up and kidnaps her, blasting out of there on his skelly warhorse (horseshoes of speed thank you very much, beat fucking 180' / round dash speed, loser guards!) [That's fucking 20 mph btw]

Turns out the ai decided a woman watchknoght, all bound up in duty and law with no free time to ever be a woman... responded to being forcibly reminded of the fact....with utter submission and need.
Apparently treating a woman AS a woman when everyone else around her just treats her like a fucking robot, a peon, to fetch and carry and turnkey.. had some kind of brain melting effect.

Any 'evil' cunt can kill a bitch. But raping her into being your cocklusting agent? Now we're thinking with Eeeeeevil.

No cunny left behind!

>>95916968
>Using AI
LoL, Lmao even

>>95917410
Stops me cheating or forgetting shit. Cannot fudge a persuasion role to brainwash a girl with your hard cock fucking her with the 10/10 dick of the dm is rolling all the dice and successive skill checks out in the open. Against hard DC's

>>95917539
Have you tried writing things down?

>>95906630
Might help is you wrote down a base line expected experience. As in doing an entirely roleplay based session with no dice rolling, just doing what you want and writing the story down. Then with that as a goal you reverse engineer a game from it.

It helped me focus on what was important and got me to remove rolls where I didn't want failure to be happening half the time since failing a roll generally means nothing happens and that can be pretty lame.

>>95918189
>Might help is you wrote down a base line expected experience.
Thanks for the good advice. Really.
I'm currently reducing rolls complexity.
Thought, that's how I started and I'm facing difficulty because of conflicting goals.

Like, take these three scenarios, which are things I want the game to make possible.

>concept 1
A she-mage with a rope fetish attempt to enter a trapped mausoleum for its wealth, she trigger a trap missed because of magical fog, the trap is 3 turn (2 actions), each is a different binding, the first is a rope harness, the second is meant to suspend her, the third is meant to bind her arms.
She suffers the first fully, she raise silencing magic by 1 but it's not enough as turn 2 of the trap is mechanical, so she is suspended, third turn she raised silence by 2 and the trap barely link her hands
To escape she overcomes the later to (action) grab her knife, (action) cut the rope, (action) cut suspension rope.
Each action trigger excitement because of the harness pleasure effect, on top of her own fetish. Her lust rise considerably.
She keep the harness because it actually boost her magic focus

>concept 2
A she-rogue dominant stat is tasked to infiltrate the Church and kill a man, then she has to escape.
In a genius master plan, she intends to volunteer as a "Crystal Maiden" who are plenty & wear full hood masking faces & go to their position alone.
Their holy task are to charge magic crystals, in a holy trance, free of indecent thought meaning they wear slut pleasure-suits with anti-pleasure magic.
She uses phantasm to change her hair color/face until she put on the hood, but hit a snitch in that they show newbies how to trigger the self-bondage on the first day and she can't talk.
Social actions force her into becoming a bit more submissive, and she gain a lot of lust.,
Later the plan does work, she garrotes her target, then hide among the maiden.

>>95919506
>concept 3
A submissive he-mage, who must use crystal and become a dominant wizard with his own submissive minion.
He doesn't have much magical focus even with restricting clothing, he has to secure a girl first and decide to first capture a bandit to charge his crystal.
After multiple whip action, he bound and gagged a bandit-girl, his successful intimidation action keep her in a captured state of mind, incapable of much Focus.
He can't bring her in a no-slave city, if he can't convince the guards she is a bandit he'll have to release her, so he threatens her with death unless she provides valuable information. His dominance stat raise.
She provides the base camp of slavers, they check out together, she uses her Stealth spell to keep both of them safe.
Later, he eventually free a tribal she-warrior, who accept to become his possession.

>END
At least I do know what I like, it's making it a decent gameplay that's problematic.
So far my attempt always result in gaps that no simple rule can bridge organically.

Hoping I don't annoy you guys with ideas that aren't actually playable yet.

>>95826747
>Cause that doesn't turn me on at all, I much prefer "rape" to be like in hentai where the women enjoys it despite being inconvenienced by it. No matter if it's a monster, ugly bastard or whatever, she'll enjoy it even if she's married, embarassed about it or too proud to want that happening again. Brutal, traumatizing stuff is a huge turn off for me.

I want to remind and shame you all, save for the few people who understand me. That a lot of you are beyond just horny, lustful and promiscuous. Vast majority of you all are hedonistic psychopaths and predators in hiding wishing you can commit acts of sexual violence towards women, hiding in in the guise of "lewd sexual games" and saying such degenerate things so boldly and out loud on a sfw non-sexual part of this site.

And most of you do ultimately trivialize sexual violence and the victims and survivors of it simply because y'all live very comfortable and fortunate safe sheltered lives. Only when it finally happens to you and your women or any female you personally know and care about or when pornography now starts affecting you negatively will you realize I was right the whole time.

>>95919561
>you all are hedonistic psychopaths and predators in hiding wishing you can commit acts of sexual violence towards women
I mean, yes.

go to sleep george

>>95919561
You make it sound so much more epic than just rolling dice and making shit up. Wish I could live in your world.

Although I do agree its a weird rule we can talk shit on an sfw board but fuck 4chan will never really be ad-friendly

Question for the whole thread: What is the psychological/traumatic root of your kink(s), and how does it manifest in your game?

>>95920391
Bro at this point don't give out resident Anti-Porn anon anymore ammunition. Something tells me you're asking this just to feed the troll for shots and giggles and to show off how deranged he is. But as the some previous anons stated. Most and a majority of these sexual scenarios straight out of big standard hentai and doujins are from a place of pure fantasy nowhere near the real world.

And I might get negative pushback from this. But the only one or few things I will agree with the resident anti-gooner/George, is that basiing of sexual scenarios off of real life sexual crimes and IRL rape cases is downplaying real life sexual violence cases and is disrespectful and offensive to the victims. That I can agree with and if you or any play mates do that in your games, your at best a shitty edge meister or worst. An all around terrible person IRL

>>95920455
Actually, I'm just curious, and am fascinated by how echoes of people's experiences manifest in other aspects of their lives.

Also, even if people are just getting stuff from hentai, that hentai stuff came from SOMEONE's mind. To even think of those tropes in the very first place, somebody had to be a little bit freaky, and I'm curious to know exactly what caused that and how.

>>95920495
>I'm just curious, and am fascinated by how echoes of people's experiences manifest in other aspects of their lives.
I dunno man. I am more in the line of having sexual fantasies, especially hardcore non-vanilla ones that delve into rape and sexual violence as a whole to be purely 1000% be purely based off fictitious fantasy and absolutely nowhere near reality. Because if you insist on basing it off reality and real life cases, I'm sorry man. If you do that you must just be cheeky little edgy shitlord or a really disturbing fucked up person with more than a few secrets to hide.

Plus, if I wanna go on of these sexual games and lewd RPGs people here cook up. I want it to purely be fiction and never anywhere near reality because as this fine anon (whom I am referencing positively) said: >>95826747

I'd prefer sexual scenarios to be the stupid silly pornographic or hentai ones. Or more specifically the light hearted ridiculous porn and hentai and absolutely NOT the more hardcore gross and unhinged rape and NTR porn and hentai. Some of which does come off as edgy, meanspirited and looking and sounding like it was made and written by a woman-hating incel.

>Also, even if people are just getting stuff from hentai, that hentai stuff came from SOMEONE's mind. To even think of those tropes in the very first place, somebody had to be a little bit freaky, and I'm curious to know exactly what caused that and how.

Also a hard disagree on this one. Look, unlike our resident anti-gooner George. Im not going to assume you are some sexual predator in hiding or a well hidden rapist. But you are making it sound like youre talking about people who were sexually abused in the past and using their trauma in sex and sexual scenarios as a coping mechanism.

I don't know why some people consider that a good thing but ain't that just absolutely fucked up and shouldn't such people be sent to professional help and therapy? That just sounds like further tragedies waiting to happen.

>>95920673
You sound like you could do with a proper familiarization with BDSM ethics and trauma recovery, anon. But if nothing else, take this lesson: This kind of thing cannot be moralized away. It's either repressed, and inevitably finds a more sinister outlet (self-destructive on the masochist side and dangerous on the sadist side); or it's vented safely within a controlled, sane, and consensual framework between mutually interested people, so that it doesn't escape those bounds. In a nutshell, "damage control."

Which is not to say the BDSM scene is free of abuse. Far from it. But even worse goes on unregulated behind closed doors all the time, and peoppe just shrug at that and don't think to collate the blame as belonging to any single source; while the ethical framework of BDSM provides clear boundaries by which to adjudicate conduct, which, ironically, paints a target on its back simply because it's suddenly identifiable.

Ok more storytime, fitting a session in before work.
>Rolling back to the pumpkin patch because I found the table, I rolled a result of "hostile" for the awakened pumpkins. Using a bit of adventure fiat, I decided that the pumpkins would act to capture our intrepid goblin by using hand to hand, instead of smacking her with vines, and by using their Lick attack to attack her arousal. Eezog herself attempted to dodge through the tangle of vines to make her way out of the pumpkin patch, but to no avail; she was grabbed and pinned repeatedly by the pumpkins, who managed to shred her simple traveler's tunic to tatters, before licking her into Arousal. She managed to break the pinning but be recaptured three times before slinking her way out of the patch, naked and with a feeling unbefitting a woman of the cloth. The last pinning she was nearly entered by vines, but managed to break free just barely before her maidenhood was stolen. Only the fact that food in sexual situations is such an ingrained Taboo to her saved her from Climaxing to the ministrations of the greedy gourds.
>Backtracking her naked way carefully through the dungeon, she happens upon a door, described in >>95910990. Probably more fiat just to keep things moving, I rewound the arousal gain from witnessing the doors, especially since the first scene caused her to Climax anyway, using the sex outside combat rules. I had the door itself roll the Ars Amatoris checks with the +3 Ars bonus of a Dark Tutor, having a superiority dice for the first one seeing as he was depicted as a man with the head of a goat. The door won. The part I'm not sure about, is if this constitutes as succeeding or failing the check for receiving the "boons" at the end. This didn't matter anyways because Eezog's strong Will managed to let her tear away from the rest of the depicted scenes, and she promptly exited that infernal room.
>Going back to the intersection, the goblin decides to venture northward, and ends up turning left...

>>95921759
>now infinitely more wary of the horrors of the place she's found herself, Eezog found herslf cautious to interact with the environment too much. The eldritch carvings on the walls didn't help much either, causing her Determination to waver slightly. She happened upon a small purple orb situated upon a basalt pedestal, and a vague murmuring compelled her closer. While not able to make out the words, klaxons of doubt and apprehension in her mind managed to pull her away, and she exited the room, even though subconscious divinations gave her the (coincidentally true) impression that she might receive a gift if she continued on that course, as if an upright Nymph was drawn from a pagan deck of Tarot.
>continuing down the corridor, taking the easterly hallway, Eezog entered a room with a strange tree, upon which a key was hanging from a string. Eezog attempted to scramble up the tree to grab it, but lost her grip and fell. Very, very tired by this point, but unable to meditate due to the cloying aroma of her surroundings, the goblin decided to take an hour and rest, sitting at the base of the tree to eat from a bag of jerked meat. A lilting humming echoed throughout the room during this time, emanating from the tree behind her. Subconscious divinations pulled a reverse Brood, warning the nun of danger. She thus decided to stay completely silent, holding her knees close to herself and feeling generally exposed and in danger. At this point, the goblin is pretty sure that she's run out of options, and finds herself in an immoral and treacherous prison, to which the only keys are guarded or out of reach.

>>95919561
Look at this beta faggot and white knight simp.

Give it rest, you male feminist. The fuctional, imaginary women aren't going to suck your pathetic dick. You feminised sack of fucking soi.

>>95919561
>He doesn't know

>>95919561
The main consumers of non consensual erotica have historically always been women (female). Strange but true.

>>95919561
I don't even want to touch another human, let alone do anything to them.

>>95920391
Fuck off with that Freudian bullshit.
>>95920495
Also you remind me of the way some people look at any fiction that's not rigorously conventional and attribute it to drugs. No, having an imagination is not some weird thing that requires an unconventional explanation, and it's pitiful that anyone should think it does.

How the fuck did /tg/ of all places get its literal porn thread infested by wokescolds

>>95923417
Troons still view this place as the chud capitol of the internet so of course they are going to attack it.

>>95921944
So you use the Labyrinthian Tarots as extra Oracle?

So having trouble to begining and thinking of prompts for plot lines or random quests. Any suggestions or good charts to use.

>>95925026
Which system are you using

>>95924496
It's an option in there. I feel like it helps me come to a decision easier than just a "yes/no", since it gives my head ideas to fill in the gaps of logic and flesh out the thought process of the character.
I do think I forgot to take the prowess of the lass when she climaxed from the door though. It didn't end up affecting much though.
For going forward though I'm not sure which avenue our intrepid priestess is going to take. I think maybe I'll give her another hour of rest under the tree and have her hum a hymnal or something, ask the dryad to grab the key for her, and maybe she'll have to pay her in favors.

>>95925092
Was using 3.5/path or 5e dnd simply cause they are easy and allow for pretty open homebrew settings.

So far though I just made the character using the central casting system generic backstory charts which can grant future stats. Basic idea was soilder with strong church connections from family patron but not a member of the church himself. Has a demonic goddess parentage unknown to him.

The other character idea was someone trying to use technology to harness magic despite being born with a notable deficiency in a setting where magic and technology mix again same other systems.

I'm not opposed to using books from completely different systems however which have good charts or rules

>>95925163
Tarots as oracles was something I added lately when a Player pointed that out as an option so I was curious to see some feedback

>all the pearl clutching over pornography above

If anything. Isn't the casual trivialization of wanton murder and violence far worse than whatever pornography is being "normalized" and psyoping people into being Slaanesh worshippers?

https://x.com/DynamoSuperX/status/1936269281496383881

>>95922899
>Unironically posts TikTok ragebait.

>>95919561
Ah, you must be the "white knight" who pretend to defend women but treat them as possession, you just want to dictate and control how they are to be talked about, order what is "sane" comportment and so on.

>>95922899
>implying we have any reason to consider it true and not made up bait

>>95926910
Meanwhile, women purposefully walk into 'the club' in a scrap of cloth and no underwear, see twenty different guys and pull them into the stalls to get fucked by them one agter the other over their 4+ hours at 'the club'... all as part of a 'girls night out' with their 'friends'
(jealous bitches who want to ruin the girl's life)...
and if/when the girl's 'boyfriend' finds out she's a two-timing slut...
(usually because the girl's 'friends' tell him, sending him the video and pictures of her sucking 5 guys off simultaneously and competing to see how many cocks she can shove in her asshole at once)

NOW suddenly it was ACSHULLY retroactively 'rape'.

We have an epidemic of gold digging whores and single mothers fucking every penis they can get.
With women demanding the right to fucking BABY MURDER as a fucking convienience, because they refuse to practice any form of safe sex ever...

And MEN are supposed to treat these creatures as some kind of divine, angelic being? Put them on a fucking pedestal? Why?
Now, if women were chaste vorgins until their bridal bed, and almost never divorced their husbands etc, and were respectful ofbthemselves and their men, i could see respecting women and treating them right.

But until they cease being degenerate fucking filthy satanic whores, what incentive do men have to treat them otherwise?

Women control access to sex
Men control access to relationships.

>>95920495
I actually got my domination and rape fetish from a girl, in my first ever "sexual experience" with the opposite sex. Hold the pitchforks back a little and let me explain.

I was nine years old back then, in an age long before internet and cells phones, VHS tapes were still a thing. In that age, kids still shared Playboy magazines, and sometimes one of the older kids would descend from heaven and bless us with the holy grail of lewd stuff, a VHS tape filled with porn movies.

My sister was older than me, 14 years old already, and for reasons I don't understand to this day, one of her friends took a liking to me, often bringing me to some secluded space so we could do "lewd stuff", which looking back just amounted to kissing and fondling each other.

But I can still remember, like it was yesterday, my sister went out to buy snacks, and I was left alone with her friend. And of course we started to kiss right away. But this time was different, suddenly she went to lay down on my bed and told me to undress her, and I got all excited, "are we going to have sex? For real?"

Only, when I went to take her clothes off, she started to fight me, which made me just stop and go "huh?". And she suddenly said "Do it like in the movies, take my my clothes off by force, like those men in the movies, hold my arms above me head and kiss me".

I did as she asked, but she had to keep giving me advice and correcting me. I don't think there is any woman in all human story with the fantasy of teaching her rapist how to properly rape. I made a piss poor rapist in my first attempt, and my sister cockblocked me anyway, we never got even close to penetration before she came back.

>>9592719
>with the opposite sex
uhhh....

>>95927195
We did not get another chance to continue this until years later, she moved away in a few months, and we would only see each other years later. By then I was 13 years old, and she was 17, with a fully developed body that screamed sex. I tried to flirt with her right away, but she just ignored me and acted dismissive for the first months. She already had 20 years old guys with cars chasing after her, and I was just some 13 year old stupid kid.

By this point I had become fully aware that some girls had this kind of domination fantasy, sometimes I would hear my sister and her friends commenting on this movie or that, and those scenes of handsome guys holding girls down and forcefully kissing them were their favorites, they just loved that kind of stuff.

That girl still remained friends with my sister and sometimes came to stay with us, and I don't know, maybe she still liked me somewhat, maybe she was bored and just wanted to take my virginity with a pity fuck. But one of those days my sister left me alone with her, and she suddenly sat on my lap, asking me in a sultry tone if I really missed her. It was not long before we were kissing and touching each other.

Things were going good until I tried to feel her ass, she blocked me by holding my hands, but she had this strange challenging look in her eyes, biting her lips and just staring at me, not moving away or telling me no, just.... holding my hands in a lazy grip, like she was daring me to keep going. At this point all my brain cells had migrated south to my cock, and the only idea in my idea was "I will not fuck up this chance like the first time".

When I started to force her arms back and she actually smiled, all my reason evaporated and I just kept going, forcing her to the bed, holding her arms down and just ripping her clothes off. The fact that this time I was strong enough to actually manhandle her only seemed to turn her on more.

LAanon here, just giving a quick update.
This region was a mistake, you have no idea how big some of these tables got. Whatever I work next time, it will be much simpler.
I'll try to trim stuff down. June is still the deadline, but I wish it was done today.
Will also keep in mind what has been said about the orc capture and gambling.

>>95927302
But we never got to actually have sex, I managed to get her naked, fighting her for every piece of clothing, she never stopped trying to get away, and I had to force her legs apart. I know it sounds bad, but believe me, one scream and my life would have been over, she had all the power in that situation. She could have bitten my tongue and watched me bleed to death, but she still allowed me to rape her mouth with my tongue after some light resistance to my kisses.

But I never got to lose my virginity to her, the moment I was getting ready to penetrate her, I heard my mom calling from the entrance, "anon, are you home?", and I knew it was over because my mother always checked our rooms when searching for me and my sister. My mom killed the mood and we had to quickly dress and pretend nothing was happening. And that's was it, she never gave me another chance.

I lost my virginity at 15 to another girl, but dammit, I will always feel this regret, this mourning, for the chance I lost forever that day. Being taken by force was her fantasy, and she felt intimate enough with me to allow me to act out that fantasy for her, something about this situation rewrote my brain chemistry forever. Even when I tried some roleplay with my current girlfriend, it never felt the same, you cannot force this stuff by talking and setting boundaries before the act, it has to be spontaneous from both sides, and good luck getting that without being able to read minds.

Maybe this is just my teenager brain giving more importance than this experience deserves, maybe she played this same fantasy and routine with every guy she dated and I never was anything special to her, but that's it, that's why I like domination and some rape stories, because I wan to travel back in time and properly "rape" her that day, without getting cockblocked by my entire family.

Anyone here used Kinks and Cantrips before? What do you think about the book and the classes? I feel like the Contract warlock is one of the best in the book, the potential for lewd shenanigans is immense.

The womb tattoos are also really nice, perfect to pair with Contract warlock if someone breaks one of your deals.

>>95922899
>>95927092
>>95927195
>>95927302
>https://x.com/TheWorstOfTwt/status/1936022706585022941

Ok. so, using DnD 53 rules. no 2024/2025, dnd beyond crap.
a barbarian woman encroached upon the lady Nyx's (vampire) estate. our Knight Azrathiel (oathbreaker paladin lawful evil, pretty much a death knight type deal) goes to charge on his destrier and breaks off at the last moment when he realises the savage is fucking smoking hot.

they fight, he wins (dice rolls and all legit done)

then THE FOLLOWING...

1/x
Knight and Barbarian
The afternoon sun blazed fiercely over the rolling hills of Lady Nyx’s estate, its golden rays gilding the trampled grasslands where Azrathiel Elarion, resplendent in cream-and-gold enchanted plate armour, had bested Ryka Bearclaw, the Brazen Savage, in a brutal duel. His skeletal warhorse, its enchanted barding clinking, stood nearby, its hollow sockets glaring as Azrathiel knelt on the blood-stained slope, having stabilised Ryka’s broken form to keep her from death’s grasp. Cradling Ryka to prevent her from rolling down the hillside he entered his elven trance, his chillingly handsome face serene under his Armour and royal blue magical cloak, he emerged refreshed, his unholy power restored., he channelled magical energy, his gauntleted hand glowing as he mended her wounds, ensuring her survival.
Ryka’s ruby eyes fluttered open, her head resting on Azrathiel’s lap, his fingers gently brushing her frizzy black mane from her face, her golden-bronze skin now unmarred, healed by his magic. Her peoples credo sang within her, recognising Azrathiel as the mighty who had proven his right to rule, his victory—by steel, steed, and sorcery—proving his dominance. Her need, a burning desire for a worthy mate, surged, her pent-up frustration from years of finding no man worthy of her, now ignited by this elf who had felled her. Her sapphire-blue bear paw tattoo shifted as she stirred, her heavy breasts rising, her voice a husky murmur, “You bested me, elf, with might I can’t deny—worthy, truly worthy. What do you seek from me now, conqueror?”

2/x

Azrathiel’s icy blue eyes burned, his voice thick with need, hissing and growling, “Everything!” He released her, standing tall over her prone form, stripping off his enchanted armour until he stood nude, his un-elf-like frame gleaming in the sunlight. Ryka gasped in awe as the muscular frame beneath the armour was revealed and she murmured a prayer of thanks to the ancestors as he stepped out of his hose, his prodigious manhood swinging and hanging free above her “I am Azrathiel Elarion,” he declared, gazing down, “What is the name by which you are called, for I need know the name of the woman I claim, warrior angel.” Ryka’s heart thundered, her sinewy frame trembling with raw desire, her people’s credo and pent-up lust fusing into fervent surrender. Rising to her knees, her curvaceous hips swaying, her ruby eyes locked on his, her hands ran up his muscular thighs and grabbed at his heavy weapon, marvelling at it. She marvelled and thought to herself I have never heard an Elf man could be so… much. She giggled in utterly girlish glee. I never knew a human man could be so. Wow. she growled softly, “I’m Ryka Bearclaw, Azrathiel, and I’m yours—claim me, mighty one, and let our fire rage, Plant your tattoo upon my breast,” She grasped her right breast and squeezed her heavy full chest, lifting it “that I may be your mate, your woman!”

3/x
Her hands reached for his, pulling him down to the blood-stained grass, her golden skin pressing against his, her passion roaring in full embrace of his dominance under the blazing sun. The elf’s hands ran to her body and strip her roughly, hastily out of her cloak and tore her breechclout from her. Ryka spread her legs wide, revealing her most intimate part to his gaze, almost begging. “please, Elf. Take this mighty weapon” she grabbed at his manhood and held tight, running her hands up and down the staff “and make me a woman! I need you!” Azrathiel chuckled lasciviously and whispered in her ear, “No need to hurry love. I have such pleasures to teach you. Now, lay back, I shall see to your need.” He kissed her, gently, delicately, his tongue licking at her lips and darting to taste at her, before meeting her own. Slowly he lay beside her, hands moving to her rear and between her thighs, his fingers moving to tease and toy at her, drawing up one wet finger from her tight warm sex and licking it clean with his tongue, tasting her.

4/x
Ryka gasped at his raunchy, lustful act and froze. Her man chuckled at the shock on her face and began shimmying down her body. Walking kisses first down her neck and shoulders, kissing her collarbone and worshipping her muscle. His hands cupped and squeezed at her breasts, his ruby red lips and pink tongue lavishing praise on her dark nipples and areolae. He looked up at her and she swore, he purred up at her “You taste delicious, beloved. Your Sweat is nectar.” she threw her head back to the grass and dug her hands into the earth as her returned to slowly worshipping her body, showing her an agonising, teasing restraint, a loving touch she’d never known could be, her people’s rough and brutal relations nothing like such decadent, luxurious greed and need the dominating elf was showing her. She thrilled at his mastery and ached, her body singing with the pure joy of complete and utter submission. This is what it is supposed to be like she thought as pleasure shot through her, each kiss now working down her belly, leaving a burning weld on her flesh and soul as she writhed under his gentle, knowing control.

5/x
Gasping, the barbarian propped herself up on her elbows and looked down her body as the elf’s breath tingled at her sex. She moaned and watched her new lord, her master, claim her, face burying in her sex. He kissed her and licked, hands spreading her thighs wide that he might greedily sup of her, tongue darting at the stiff nub. Lightning shot up her spine and she whimpered in happiness, bliss, her body thrilling to the touch, pleasure thrumming up her spine. Her thighs clenched and she reached down, grabbing his head with both hands. “Oh! What?” she shouted, as a tidal wave swept through her and washed all thought and reason aside. She held onto her man’s head to anchor herself as if she were terrified of flying away and he ate of her, her sopping wetness flowing over him messily.
He pried her legs apart and knelt up an away from her, letting the magnificent barbarian creature beneath him heave her magnificent chest as she recovered. Eventually she huffed “what was that?” and she froze, thinking she had done something wrong, as her man went still. Azrathiel looked at her quizzically, “Did you never learn of the pleasure a woman has of a man?” His hands ran to her bouncing breasts and played with her, squeezing at her nipples and tweaking them slightly, sending a frisson of bliss through her again. Moaning, she said “I know how it is between Men and women, Elf! Many times I saw My Father beat down my Mother If she gave resistance, and he mounted her like any other beast of the field and forest’s Stud took a Bitch. The same for my brothers and their women.” she frowned as he laughed. He fell upon her in an embrace and tangled his hands in her hair, entwining limbs in limbs and showering her with slow but forceful kisses.

6/x
“Oh no, girl, that’s how an idiot brute with no wit or imagination does it. We are far, far beyond mere animals. Oh you shall learn, my sweet. You are a prize to be worshipped and adored. Now, I take your maiden’s head!” He whispered in her ear as he slid his manhood slowly up within her. Ryka shrieked at the sudden sharp pain as her Elf filled her, the fearfully impressive manhood she had marvelled at now bore her apart, taking and claiming her insides, a strange not-altogether uncomfortable sensation she’d never known. Slowly the pain receded, the uncomfortableness vanishing before the feeling of being so completely stretched, opened and taken. Azrathiel groaned happily and whispered in her ear nibbling at it. “You are sweet to take, girl. This is how it should be, My Love.” He gloried in her flesh, slowly lying ‘twixt her thighs and flexing his back and hips, refusing to withdraw himself even an inch from within her, so inviting and pleasing she was to him.

7/x
Slowly but with relaxing restraint, the towering, willowy barbarian wrapped her wiry, lithe limbs around her man, crying out at the sheer pleasure his devoted, gentle attentions wrung from her. One hand tangled fingers in his hair and fiercely demanded his lips to her own, her heart soaring to this previously unknown pleasure and act. Kissing and being kissed felt somehow even more intimate than being taken. He stared into her eyes, bright green eyes blaring like balefire, her ruby red shining in love and lust. Ryka giggled and hugged him as he briefly paused from kissing her to nuzzle his aquiline nose against her own wide splayed snub, before nibbling at it and telling her “You begin to see how it is supposed to be, My savage.” He smiled triumphantly as the gorgeous, golden bronze flesh quivered beneath him, trembling. She buried her face in his neck and bit, stifling her screams, her slick wet sex squirting him once again as her body clasped and trembled around him, her orgasm shooting through her. He held her still through it, and kissed her as her ragged breathing slowed. “There, Ryka. You are a woman now. Now you know what a man is supposed to do for his woman.” Ryka sighed and looked up at him, ruby red eyes glowering in lust and soft with love. “You truly are superior, I feel, whole. I am yours, now, Please, Give me your seed, I want, children. If ever my Tribe are to live again, you must plant your seed in my fertile womb that I may birth your young.” she almost whined, hands reaching to her belly and his manhood.

8/x
Azrathiel growled, thrilled by the raw need, desire and hope in her voice. He grabbed her by her hips and rolled the woman over. He slammed himself home within her, and took her rough and hard. “AH!” Ryka shrieked, giggling happily. “This is how my father used my mother, how my brothers took their women! Yes, like that! Mount me!” she cried. Thrilled by the sudden assault, her cries turned to groans, shouting her pleasure as her man grunted and swore sulfurously as he slammed home again and again, taking her with vicious, lustful abandon. Shortly, his woman trembled and spasmed again, and he shouted, blue and harsh. “Gods be damned woman, Take it!” and he let go, his manhood throbbing within her tight wetness, his seed flowing forth in a shout, a groan. He pulled away from her sex and flipped her on her back roughly. Ryka gasped and looked at him. Grasping his manhood in both hands, he pumped once twice, and milked the last of his seed out and it shot onto her face as he straddled her. He let go and sat, pinning her under his weight, his slick manhood laying between her breasts. “Now you are mine, Savage bitch. I will breed you whenever you wish. And for many a long year may your belly continue growing fat with my get.”

9/x
The barbarian women sighed happily and writhed under him, appreciatively. “Oh, lord, yes. Please.” she licked his seed off her lips and wiped her face with her hand, licking it too clean of his seed, eating with relish the spilled love her man had spread over her. “I... I love you. Master.” She half-whispered. “now where did you learn that, My savage, I thought ‘love’ was something your kind knew nothing of?” He asked her with a sly chuckle. Ryka bucked him off angrily and threw him to the grassy hill, straddling his hips with her thighs and grinding her chest and hips against his. “You, you.. ELF! You taught me what this ‘Love’ is, this feeling! Its so soft, weak! But so powerful!” she leant in and kissed him.” as she broke the kiss, he asked her, putting both hands behind his head and propping it up comfortably to ogle her gorgeous flesh. “Will your tribe truly live again, with elf-blooded get sprung from my loins grown within you?” Ryka grabbed at his manhood and toyed with it, growling. “Yes, my Elf man. Yes. Give me many children. And my tribe will live forever. The Bearclaw Halfelven tribe. Bastards of two bloods, but the better for it. Stronger.” she mused aloud, as she lay on him and enjoyed the afternoon sun. Content, sated, finally, and safe in her man’s arms, she drifted off to sleep, confident her master would protect her.

>>95927445
Any supplement for D&D is basically a scam unless its free

>>95927369
Looking forward to trying it out soon.

>>95927445
It's okay, but I didn't think it was better than the Lewd Handbook supplement
The spread of classes and subclasses is strong. I think it caters to way more tastes than I was ready for, which is huge if you're playing with others. Lots of those mechanics can be mixed up and serve as repurposed mechanics for other classes. They're all mechanically functional too, where you could probably pull just the text out and ask permission to use a character in a normal game. Certainly more creative than just reflavoring.
I think they devoted too much space for world building. But it didn't provide a lot of fuel for inspiration for adventuring for me.
>contract warlock
I do agree, I liked the contract warlock a lot

>>95894157 (OP)
Posting here because I feel it's relevant.

What do you think the deal with modern views on sexuality in media is all about? And I'm not talking about fringe "all sexualization is objectification" feminists, I'm talking about the growing general consensus among zoomers and millennials that sex stays in porn, and other media should be clean. Like a separation of peoples sexuality, and everything else. In the 70s, 80, 90s, and 2000s, porn was very accessible, you could rent it from video stores for decades before it was available on the internet. Yet, movies and TV and comics and everything else still had elements of lewd, sexy, and otherwise softcore sexuality laced throughout.

It seems like for younger audiences, they don't see a point in seeing something sexy in a work that isn't porn. Going so far as to say anyone wanting to see sexual or sexually attractive inagery outside of porn is for "incels". Now I have a wife, who is honestly way out of my league, and we have sex at least 3x a week on a bad month. Yet I still like to see big boobs and fat asses in my nerd media. So what gives? What makes modern sensibilities so removed from the glory days of hot chicks and badass dudes in nerdcore stuff?

>>95930043
Note that this is more a question about the idea that "porn should stay in porn" and not radical politics.

>>95930043
culture oscillates
we're used to liking seeing sexy shit everywhere
most kids rebel against the previous generational norms
the pendulum is just swinging to the other, gayer, lamer side as these kids grow more financially viable for markets
basically we're going to be stuck in this "aaiiiee is that woman not shaped like a fridge??!" nightmare world for another 15-20 years

>>95930043
>Posting here because I feel it's relevant.
No is not

>>95920391
>>95920495
>>95930043
Politics is downstream from culture/pop culture. AKA; popular shit in media and or the internet including online art can affect policy making and enforceable laws due to said popular shit that people love, celebrate and are being influenced by. So the logic is, the more the deranged /d/egen art (including the rape fetish ones) are more popular and loved to the point of normalization and desensitization.

>But! Women also like stories and content where they're assaulted and victimized because they're hoeny-
WRONG!

Nunwife anon from many months ago here (never left). I'll hopefully get underway again soon; I burned out hard on D&D in the middle of my first dungeon crawl for those characters, but recently got all the relevant Genesys materials and am very enthusiastic about converting my nascent solo campaign to it. I think it'll be very conducive to solo (especially lewd) play as a system, given its narrative aspects, "social combat" system, and "strain" mechanic, which could all easily be directed toward lewd ends.

1/x
A Tense Wait Disrupted
The second-story room of the Rusty Tankard Inn glowed warmly in the heart of night, its air thick with the scent of aged oak and the faint tang of woodsmoke curling from a crackling hearth. Golden flames danced across the rough-hewn walls, casting flickering shadows that swayed like restless spirits. A single window, its warped glass panes rattling in the night breeze, framed the darkened streets of Waterdeep, where distant laughter and clinking mugs faded into silence. A sturdy oak table, scarred from years of use, stood at the room’s centre, flanked by two rickety chairs, one creaking under its occupant’s weight. A sagging straw mattress, draped in a threadbare wool blanket, huddled against the far wall.
Azrathiel Elarion, the elven death knight, sat poised in the larger chair, his towering frame dominating the cramped space. Stripped of his armour, he wore a pale grey linen tunic and hose, the fabric clinging to his muscled form, revealing the raw power of his broad shoulders and robust chest. His midnight blue gambeson hugged his frame, its quilted surface fresh and sturdy. His cream-white plate armour, gilded with gold, stood neatly in the corner, the bascinet helmet’s hounskull visor staring blankly. His enchanted longsword, sheathed, rested against the arming jacket and heater shield, its faint ethereal glow pulsing in the firelight. The royal blue cloak, clasped with a golden serpent, draped over the chair, pooling like shadow on the floor.

2/x
A sudden clamour erupted outside—shouts, a scuffle, the scrape of boots on cobblestones. The door burst open, and Mira, the slight spy, stormed in, her furred cape swirling, her green eyes blazing with indignation. Dragging a hooded figure, she shoved the stranger forward, the figure stumbling to the floor. The captive’s dark cloak concealed their form, but Mira’s slum accent cut through the room like a whip. “M’Lod!” she spat, trembling with fury. “This bugger tried pickin’ me pocket in the hall! Felt me up, the filthy cad! I caught ‘im red-handed, I did! Yew gotta punish ‘im, m’lord! Teach ‘im not to mess with yer littel gell!”
Azrathiel’s icy blue eyes narrowed, his blood-red lips curling into a grim line. Sighing heavily, he rose, the chair groaning in relief. Stepping toward his sword, he drew the enchanted blade, its pale glow flaring in the firelight. “A thief, is it?” he said, his voice low and menacing, resonating with cold authority. “In Amn or Calimshan, such a crime demands a hand. It’s what this man deserves.” He loomed over the hooded figure, raising the sword, its edge gleaming with intent. The captive shook their head violently, the hood slipping back to reveal a draconic face—red scales shimmering like embers, black horns jutting backward, yellow eyes glowing with slit pupils. Ember, the half-dragon girl, glared up defiantly. “I ain’t a man,” she hissed, her forked tongue flickering. “I’m a girl.”

3/x
Mira recoiled, her face twisting in horror. “Monster!” she shrieked, clutching her cape tighter. “M’Lod, it’s a bleedin’ monster!” Azrathiel froze, his sword still raised, his piercing gaze locking onto Ember’s defiant eyes, reassessing the creature before him. Azrathiel lowered his sword slowly, the blade’s glow dimming as he stepped forward. Reaching down, he yanked Ember’s dark, hooded cloak free, exposing her wiry frame, clad in tight brown leathers and a grey iron mail shirt, crudely cut to accommodate her thick, spiked tail. His bone-pale face tightened, his icy blue eyes narrowing to slits. “By the Nine Hells,” he growled, his voice a low, resonant snarl. “What in the name of Asmodeus are you, creature?”
Ember’s slit pupils flared, her long, forked tongue flickering as she bared her white fangs, stung by the accusation. “I ain’t no monster!” she spat, her voice hot with defiance, tail lashing against the floorboards. “I’m Ember, half-dragon, half-human, an’ I’ve survived worse than you lot callin’ me names! Born in the gutters, raised by the streets, an’ I don’t need your pity or your blade!” Mira, her green eyes wide with disgust, darted to the door, slamming it shut and dropping the heavy wooden bar with a thud. Turning, she pressed her back against it, clutching her furred cape, her slum accent trembling with outrage. “Don’t let that thing fool ye, m’lord! It’s a trick, it is!” Before Azrathiel could respond, Mira rushed to him, her lean frame pressing against his muscled chest. Throwing her arms around his neck, she kissed him passionately, her lips fierce and desperate. Pulling back, her voice quavered with devotion. “Oh, Rath, I missed ye so bad! Been out there in the muck, sneakn’ fer ya, thinkin’ o’ ye every moment!”

4/x
Azrathiel’s blood-red lips parted, torn between returning her fervent affection and the urge to deal with the defiant half-dragon at his feet. His gloved hand hovered over Mira’s back, hesitating, while his icy gaze flicked back to Ember, whose yellow eyes burned with unyielding defiance. Ember’s snout twitched, her slit pupils narrowing with a flicker of jealousy, though her voice dripped with scorn. “Tch, that’s it?” she hissed, forked tongue flickering. “I’ve seen worse in the red-light slums—sweaty sailors an’ streetwalkers pawin’ at each other for a copper. Ain’t nothin’ special ‘bout your little show.”
Mira’s green eyes flashed, stung by the draconic girl’s indifference. “Liar!” she spat, her slum accent sharp with indignation. Stepping back, she yanked Azrathiel’s midnight blue gambeson free, then tore his linen tunic off, the fabric ripping faintly. Running her hands over his chiselled chest and powerful arms, she pressed herself close, her voice fierce. “Look at ‘im, ye scaly wretch! Admit it—my man’s truly magnificent, an’ ye ain’t never seen nothin’ like ‘im!” Azrathiel stood with calm equanimity, his bone-pale face impassive, blood-red lips set in a faint, amused line as Mira’s hands roamed his frame. His icy blue eyes, however, remained fixed on Ember. “Enough,” he said, his voice low and resonant, cutting through the tension. “Can we return to the business at hand? What to do with this… girl.” Stepping forward, he loomed over Ember, his gaze piercing. “Your name, creature. Speak it.”

5/x
Mira, pressed against Azrathiel, her furred cape askew, drew him into a series of passionate kisses, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck in a fervent embrace. Ember’s snout twitched, her voice low and begrudging as she muttered, “Name’s Ember.” Hoping her words would slip unnoticed amid the lovers’ distraction, she kept her gaze fixed on the floor, her tail curling tightly against her side. But Azrathiel’s icy blue eyes snapped to her, his blood-red lips parting as he pushed Mira aside with a firm hand. Mira stumbled back, pouting, her green eyes flashing with annoyance. Stepping toward Ember, Azrathiel loomed, his voice a low, resonant growl. “What exactly did you think you were doing, girl?” he demanded, his tone laced with cold disdain. “Taking on a mark like Mira—wary, sharp, far beyond your skill. Foolish.”
Ember’s yellow eyes blazed, her fangs bared as her tail lashed defiantly. “I can take any mark, any way!” she snarled, her voice hot with pride. “Don’t matter how wary they are—I’ve nicked from nobles, slipped past guards, an’ I ain’t never been caught ‘til your lackey got lucky! I’m Ember, an’ I don’t bow to no one!” Mira, leaning against the barred door, scoffed, her slum accent dripping with scorn. “Lucky, she says! Keep talkin’, scaly—m’lord’ll sort ye out.” Azrathiel’s gaze remained fixed on Ember, his expression unreadable, weighing her defiance against the trouble she’d caused. Ember’s snout twitched, her voice sharp but wavering. “Still ain’t impressed,” she lied, her forked tongue flickering. Yet her stolen glances at Azrathiel’s chiselled form and the evident glee radiating from Mira’s embrace betrayed her, stirring an uncomfortable heat within her draconic heart. The bliss Mira displayed, pressed against the elf, left Ember shifting uneasily, her tail twitching.

6/x
Mira’s lips curled into a wicked grin, a bolt of dark inspiration flashing across her face. “Oh, ye insist on playin’ like my man ain’t a fine specimen?” she purred, her slum accent dripping with mischief. “Then I’ll jus’ have to prove it, won’t I?” Shoving Azrathiel toward the nearest rickety chair, she pushed him down, the wood creaking under his weight. Straddling his lap, she pressed herself against him, her hands roaming his bare chest as she drew him into a torrid embrace, her lips claiming his with unrestrained hunger. Mira, with a gleeful grin, stripped Azrathiel of the last of his clothing, revealing him nude in the hearthlight, her movements deliberate, showcasing her man’s chiselled form to the captive thief. Stripping eagerly out of her own clothes she mounted her man, thighs straddling his hips and eagerly sat herself upon his prodigious manhood. Now, locked in a fervent embrace, she made love to him with unrestrained passion, her gasps and murmurs filling the room as she demonstrated his superiority in no uncertain terms. Azrathiel, his icy blue eyes half-lidded, met her fervour with measured intensity, his hands guiding her hips, though his gaze flickered briefly toward Ember.
Ember, forgotten in the heat of the moment, watched with rapt fascination, her yellow eyes wide, slit pupils dilated. The sight of Mira’s fervent, open enjoyment—so raw and genuine—riveted her, clashing with the squalid, tawdry memories of Waterdeep’s slums, where prostitutes feigned pleasure for coin. Never had she seen a man truly please a woman, nor a woman revel so unabashedly in her lover’s embrace. Thrilled and curious despite herself, she remained still, her freed hands unmoving, as if bound by the scene. Her tail swayed slowly, her breath quickening, transfixed by the culmination of Mira’s ecstasy and Azrathiel’s calm dominance.

7/x
Mira rested atop Azrathiel, panting from her exertions, her olive-tan skin flushed, her mousy brunette hair damp with sweat. Her body, bare and trembling, pressed against his as he held her close, his strong arms encircling her. Kissing her softly, he brushed her hair from her face, nuzzling her cheek with quiet affection, his icy blue eyes softened for a moment. Mira, grinning triumphantly, turned to Ember, who knelt on the floor, her red scales glinting, black horns sharp, and yellow eyes wide with rapt intensity. Though her wrists were free, Ember’s hands remained still, her spiked tail curled tightly.
“Well, scaly?” Mira demanded, her slum accent sharp with victory. “Ye gonna admit it now? Me man’s suitably impressive, ain’t he?” Ember’s slit pupils dilated, her breath uneven, arousal evident in her tense frame. She nodded slowly, her voice low and grudging. “Yeah… he’s impressive,” she admitted, her forked tongue flickering. “Never knew men an’ women could even… be together like that. Not like that.” Mira’s grin turned sly, a dark idea sparking in her green eyes. Leaning back against Azrathiel, she purred, “So, what’s a thief like you wanna do, eh? Stuck in this room with jus’ us two?” Ember growled, her tail lashing, yellow eyes flashing with heat. “You know damn well what I want,” she snapped, her voice raw. “I saw everythin’, an’ it’s turned my whole world upside down. All I knew was men takin’ from women in the slums—tawdry, empty. But this… man with woman? It’s… it’s more than I ever thought possible. An’ it’s got me burnin’.” Mira turned to Azrathiel, her voice husky with command. “Punish the girl, m’lord. Show ‘er.” Azrathiel’s brow furrowed, his blood-red lips parting in puzzlement. “I don’t know if it works like that,” he said, his voice low and measured. “She’s… draconic, after all.”

8/x
Ember, stung by his doubt and despairing of her cursed form, surged to her feet, her bonds long since slipped. With fierce pride, she tore off her brown leathers and grey mail shirt, casting them aside to stand nude, her red scales shimmering, soft red skin exposed on her belly and budding breasts, her thick tail swaying. “I’m female, damn you!” she snarled, her yellow eyes blazing. “An’ I can take any mark—least as good as her!” She thrust a claw toward Mira, her voice trembling with defiance and desire. Mira looked and puzzled, asked “Huh. Where’s her other one? She’s only got one down there, if’n it looks normal like” Ember pointed at her “You shut up! It’s your fault I’m this hot and so what If I only got the one, it just how I am!, And I can still take any man, especially Yours, you, you Arrrrrgh!” she snarled in frustration, sputtering.
Intrigued by Ember’s boast, Azrathiel’s icy blue eyes glinted with curiosity. Displaying his strength, he stood, lifting Mira off his lap with ease and setting her aside. She giggled, then pouted, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “Go get ‘er, m’lord,” she purred, her slum accent teasing, giving his rear a playful spank as he stepped toward Ember. Azrathiel loomed over the half-dragon, his blood-red lips curling into a challenging smirk. “Did you mean it, girl?” he asked, his voice a low, resonant drawl. “That you’d take any mark? Or would you rather take just one mark—me, specifically?” Running his gloved hand along her scaled cheek and draconic snout, he traced the side of her head, his touch deliberate. “Do you think you can take me?”

9/x
Holding her by the back of her head, he leaned in, kissing her gently, tentatively, inviting her to respond. Ember, with a snarl, opened her maw wide, her long, thin prehensile tongue darting out, entwining with his in a fierce, exploratory kiss. Breaking away, her yellow eyes wide with amazement, she rasped, “Gods, you taste… delicious.” Mira, leaning against the barred door, smirked wickedly, her green eyes gleaming with triumph. Ember’s tail twitched, her breath quickening, her defiance now laced with a hunger she could no longer deny. Azrathiel slowly pushed her down to her knees and lay his manhood along her face and snout. “Go ahead, Ember. Prove you can take it.”
Ember sniffed at the warm meat, her nose nuzzling at his groin, and to her amazement, it smelled even better than his kiss tasted. Her tongue lashed out, curling around his weapon, so huge compared to the things she had seen on the men the whores had for clients. Her eyes blinked at the thick meaty savoury taste of his manhood, and with a greedy moan her hands slapped to his hard muscled buttocks and she dug her claws in, opening her fanged maw wide to swallow him whole. Azrathiel gasped as his manhood disappeared down her throat, the thick heavy sack from whence his seed came buried inside her snout, her tongue lavishing it with greedy licks. He waited for the strange, yet alluring girl to begin to choke and hack, swallowing his manhood so greedily, yet it never happened.

10/x
Instead her throat began to quiver and gulp as she seemed to try to swallow him entire. He was overwhelmed, her greedy wet and hot throat milking him, pumping him hard, her tongue curling around his sack, his shaft and squeezing. His pleasure came hard, fast, with a shout and he fought to remove his manhood from her throat as he spurted seed, her mouth and throat never ceasing or slackening its greedy demands at him. She ate his seed greedily, and as He got his manhood most of the way out, still spilling seed in her mouth, she tasted it. Lust and hunger ran through her, because not only was his man flesh delicious, better than anything she had ever eaten in her life, but his hot seed was even tastier.
The combination of savoury meaty tastes and salty seed drove her wild and she fought to get his manhood back down her throat. He finally got his weapon clear of her hungry embrace and his seed spilled over her face and snout in a final spurt. He huffed and panted, amazed at the little dragon girl. Ember was busy licking her face and snout clean with her tongue, greedily eating all she could, relishing the taste. She angrily tried to pounce on his manhood again. ‘give that fucking cock back to me” she demanded. “Those fucking whores never said anything about a man tasting so good!” she hissed furiously. The draconic girl succeeded in pinning him against furniture enough to get his manhood back in her mouth, where the pursed her scaled maw and licked, sucking him clean. Azrathiel groaned in bliss as his manhood grew slowly ready again.

11/x
“Enough!” Azrathiel shouted and pushed her off. She stumbled to her knees and fell onto all fours, her wide firm flat rear, hick tail waving and flicking in the air, and her thin legs set so far apart, perfectly framed her strange sex, a single entrance. With a growl, he snarled back at her greed “right, this’ll learn you to toy with a man so!” And he pounced. He grabbed her tail with both hands, and dug into her flanks. Let her see how she liked having someone crush their fingers into her buttocks. Instead, Ember curled her tail around his waist and moaned “Finally!” He put himself against her tight entrance, prodding, and ember shivered, her whole body seeming to thrill to his touch, her claws on foot and hand dug into the floor and she gasped. “Ah! Another lie from those whores! They said it always hurts the first time!” and ember slammed her rear back against his hips, punching his manhood deep within her.

12/x
Instead of the expected yelp of pain, or any other such reaction, Azrathiel marvelled as she again, took him entire, easily. Her strange sex gripped him tight, yielding only slightly to his size, and her insides, marvellously warm, stretched around him tight like a vise. Unable to work at her, he instead ground around, stretching her strange entrance. With such access from her widely set legs, wide hips and firm flat rear, even with her tail, seeming to help him, he could instead move around a lot while hilt deep. Ember began to moan, and her entrance and insides became wet and slick. But Azrathiel had no reprieve. For her insides began to grip and throb, pulsing, grabbing his manhood and pumping, pulling. Ember’s claws continued digging a furrow, and her breathing steadied. Grunting in concentration, her insides steadied and began a steady motion, gripping and milking him, as her entrance wetly stretched and deformed at his grinding strength. Slowly the sensation of her insides sped up, in time with ember’s huffing grunts of concentration. Azrathiel kept up his own attentions, and slowly she became slick enough that he could begin moving. So he did so, with wanton abandon.
Ember began yipping, huffing little pleased noises, eyes closed. Mira walked over and knelt down by her. “There’n ye go, ye sexy littel beastie, now yer the elf’s littel bitch, an’ glad o it, aren’ ye not?” Ember could only nod, moaning out a “Yes!” between the exhalations Azrathiel was dragging out of her. The Draconic girl began almost convulsing, her back arching again and again and her hips wildly grinding at his manhood. Ember screamed and fell forward, tail loose, her strange tight sex scraping his shaft wetly, and yet his manhood came away almost dry, her strange sex once more closed tight.

13/x
Azrathiel whirled in a panic, from a noise in the corner of he room. There a little tiefling boy, no girl, a tiefling girl knelt. Definitely a girl, because her breeches were down and she had been pawing at her sex until she had squirted and cried out, despite biting her hood. Ember, lying flat against the floor, panting, looked muzzily and asked “Karythys? What are you doing here?” the little tiefling girl hurried to cover herself, only accomplishing a stumble and falling flat on her face, leaving her tiny little rear sticking in the air. Azrathiel pounced and grabbed her by her tail and planted both hands on her rear. “Yes, what are You doing here, little girl? Is it not passed your bed time?”
He grabbed one curved black, ridged horn and turned her face to meet his. Her shimmering blue skinned face held full, black, heart-shaped lips, a button nose, and solid black eyes. Her short curly walnut brown hair clung close to her head in a little halo. She hissed defensively “I’m ember’s friend, when I saw you nab her when she failed the grab, I used a spell and snuck in behind! I thought she was in trouble. I didn’t know she was going to turn whore and fuck you. Especially after you pounded your human slut with that monster cock. I was getting ready to help ember escape, and then she turned crazy!” the little tiefling turned to Ember and cried “I thought we were friends! We swore we’d never turn whore. And you just let him screw you stupid. That was so hot! I couldn’t help touching myself, it drove me crazy! Girls don’t enjoy getting fucked. The John turns up, he pays, he pounds her and cums, and he fucks off, leaving her to wipe up!” Ember laughed. “Oh, I’m not his whore, Karythys. I’m his woman.”

14/x
The draconic girl rolled over onto her back, sighing contentedly, moving her tail to curl around her. Mira hissed at the little girl. “Wass a thing like ye talk’n like tha’ fer’? Littel Gurls oughtn’t te be usin’ thet lenguage! Let alone pawin at ‘emselfs.” Karythys whined “I shouldn’t be getting off? You fucked her! She’s the same age as me!” pointing at Ember. “What are you talking about, Ember is a woman. You are a little girl.” Azrathiel queried and stated, confused. Ember uncurled long enough to crawl over to Azrathiel and the little tiefling. “Oh, no, my big elf stud. I’ve thirteen summers. And you should make love to Karythys's sweet little girl arse too. Make her squeal, please. You already made her make a mess all over the floor. She wants you. I know her, She just can’t say it, can you, Kar? You want what I got, don’t you? “fess up, you angry little bitch.” Ember goaded.
The little tiefling seethed. “Ember you rat, don’t tell Him that!” she howled in frustration. “Ooooooo! Alright! Yes! You bastards. Fuck me, Elf. gods I can’t stand it. You all got me so horny I can’t think straight.” Azrathiel released the tiefling and she clambered out of her simple clothes and stood before him naked, her slight body, slim hips, flat firm rear, and flat chest with dark black nipples revealed, her hairless sex still dripping wetly from her pawing. And she had made quite a mess on the floor. She grabbed his long black her and dragged his pale face to her bright blue skin and shoved her sex to his mouth. “Look Mister Elf, My wet hole wants you. Gimme what you gave the other two bitches. If that giant dick isn’t fucking me soon, I am going to scream until they call the guards for murder!”

15/x
Azrathiel growled at her and pulled her to the floor. He pinned her down and snarled. “Don’t threaten me, you little peasant bint. Be careful what you wish for. Now be My little fuckmeat.” He wrapped his hands around her waist, her slim body so slight his fingers almost touched and slid his eager manhood down into her as she lay. Karythys started off wriggling to get comfortable, and then her face went rigid and her jaw dropped, her lips forming into a groan as he took her. “ow ow ow!” she hissed and red blood ran from her sex. Ember said quizzically “You told me you already did it once before. But the elf just deflowered you!” the little tiefling girl whined. “ooooow ow owwww! He’s sooooo much bigger. The pig was tiny. I hardly felt it. Fuck Elf, you using your arm?” Mira chuckled and said “thas it Love, break the lettel gell. Look, Ember, look at thet! Her gut is bulging from his feckin cawk breakin’ her open. Now, jus’ like us, she’ll neva wan’ another man, jus’ ‘im. Go on man, feck her! She’s over tha hurt of your soddin’ great big hammer ploughin’ her field.”

16/x
Karythys could only nod wordlessly, gasping for breath, as her insides were reshaped around the man claiming her. Azrathiel slowly stood up, easily lifting her slight weight, and held her by the waist. Then, standing still he began to lift her off and then pull her back onto, his manhood. The tiefling girl shrieked and her tail stood straight out and her legs locked straight either side of him, as her sex wetly squirted over his belly, hard. The elf slowly continued sawing her up and down is length until he had finally worked her loose enough to begin increasing his efforts. Each movement brought a fresh groan, moan or yelp, as the girl remained locked, frozen in a rictus, her sex sopping wetly over and over. She was leaking so much as she kept experiencing the heights of pleasure over and over again, that it ran down his legs, down her buttocks and fell dripping to the floor, pooling an actual puddle beneath them.

17/x Fin.
Ember stood up and walked over to the pair, beckoning Mira to join them. Mira put her hands on the tiefling girl’s belly to feel the big bulge every time the elf seated his manhood hilt deep within the girl. Ember cradled her friend’s lolling head. “Oh, Karythys! You must feel good. He’s working you like a water pump! You’re making a mess everywhere!” Mira giggled at the sight and feel. “Oh wow, he really fillin’ yer ‘ole now, innit he, ye daft bit. Bittn off mor’n yer ken chew. Feck her silly, Rath, Feck her hard!” She encouraged. Azrathiel’s thighs trembled, and he slowly sank to his knees. He laid the girl on her back, and leant atop her, her face crushed into his chest as he arched his back and thrust. His back and his rippled with muscle as he took the girl. Pinning her with his weight. His hands released her waist and flew to her head, he grabbed her by the horns and kissed her, fervently, hard, having to bend her face right back and up to do so, craning his neck down to reach. Her arms feebly, weakly reached for him gripping his head as she weakly moaned, having to force the words out between thrusts. “Fuck. me. Harder. Come. You. Bastard.” So instructed, he obliged the girl. And took to her with vicious abandon, working himself to a frenzy. All the while the little thing held on for dear life, crying for lust and pleasure, and moaning in bliss. Finally he could take no more of her tight, wet little cunt spasming on his manhood. “Fuck! Shit!” he almost screamed, as his manhood pumped and pumped. Dizzy, lightheaded. He fell away, rolling off the girl. He passed out.

>>95932626
Troons are not and will never be women.

I think Eezog's journey may be nearing its end, I'm in a weird situation with no way to gain Determination.
>As sorrow befell our intrepid nun, she comforted herself with the recital of a hymnal. By sheer coincidence (gm fiat), this hymnal was based on a pagan melody, one which was said to honor spirits of the forest. Wood twisted and the tree bled sap, as a Dryad emerged, standing nearly thrice tall as the nun. Eezog started conversation, and although the dryad was one of few words, it seemed to understand what the goblin was asking. An idea came to the greenskin, and she asked the dryad for help retrieving the key. Agreeing, she rose up, her feet rising out of a tangle of brambles, to pluck the key from its string, before slowly sinking back down. Key clutched in its hand, the dryad held it high above Eezog's head, gesturing over her lithe, woody form. Eezog nodded gravely, and considered for a moment, before accepting these terms; any other path forward in the dungeon seemed much more dangerous and debasing. Besides, a bit of "mutual closeness" wasn't unknown to occur between sisters in the hidden cloisters of her order. Better spiritual relief from virtuous women of the cloth than a defiled maidenhood and carrying the child of a scoundrel from the village. The goblin nodded, two which the dryad motioned for her to sit upon a nearby stool. With dexterous hands, the plantlady massaged all manner of knotted up muscles out of her companion, with soft ministrations on shoulders, small of back, thighs and calves, even underneath the creature's ample chest. With each skilled touch, the goblin found herself sinking deeper into relaxation, as well as a warmth welling up from within her.
>Seeing her companion obviously flustered, the dryad become bolder, hands finding their way into areas better not mentioned in polite company. The goblin meekly accepted, knowing this was the proposed payment for services rendered, and the two women shared of eachother.

>>95940023
>In the afterglow, thoughts raced through Eezog's head. Coping mechanisms, such as those aforementioned. It was necessary. She retained her maidenhood. The creature might not have even been souled; the scriptures say nothing about growths of foliage, it's no sin to chop down a tree like it is a man, no sin to use a wooden spoon or even something made for carnal pleasure, right? All to tell herself that it was ok. And, subconsciously, to hide the fact she enjoyed it.
>Key in hand, Eezog made her way back to the cave patch, using her newfound key to unlock the door at the end of the tunnel. She may have hugged the northern wall the whole time, as not to invoke the ire of the twisted pumpkins. Upon entering the next room, our heroine was greeted with a scene of utter debauchery. Three pairs of nearly naked cultists, making beasts of two backs, and headed by a horned lady, who, while clothed more than anyone else in the room, including Eezog, still left very little to the imagination with her attire.
>Khalia greeted the goblin with aplomb, curious to hear of her exploits. Eezog recounted the journey, to which the lady of the hour asked details of her lascivious encounters. Eezog merely replied weakly, stating she had been coerced into laying with the tree spirit. Disappointed, Khalia gave the greenskin a mandate; either avail herself of other pleasures of this dungeon, or be trapped in it for all time. Being given three options, either laying with the Orcs, partaking of an imp trapped in the ominous orb, or completing the visions of the door. Seeing as the latter was "merely" visions, Eezog chose this route. The upper right panel was fairly standard, and the goblin felt herself being partaken in as if it was real. Taking some time after this one, she attempted the lower left panel, but found herself unable to please her imaginary partner with her clumsy ministrations. Hearing stirring from the orcs' abode, Eezog made her way back to the orgy to rest.

>>95940144
>Her gracious host offered a lovely banquet, to which the goblin meekly accepted, taking an hour to catch her breath (here's where I may have messed the rules up, I think automatic breaks from climaxing are counted toward your two a day, are they not?). She ate and rested without much event, save that she found herself sandwiched between a pair of the revelers, who insisted on sitting literally within contact of the nun. The well defined pecs and ample bosoms of the couple hung at eye level to either side of her, and caused her considerable flustering. Plus, to break bread with such hedonists had to be a sin, even if it seemed a lesser sin than her alternatives.
>Finally, the creature felt rested enough to continue with the last, and probably hardest, scene. The lower right panel of the door transported the thoughts of our nun to a bacchanalia of debauchery. Finding herself surrounded by quite literally horny satyrs, Eezog felt every moment of a night of revelry, an orgy with herself as the star. After what seemed like an eternity of overwhelming, mind-shattering sensation, Eezog found herself utterly drained by the experience. Yet, two keys appeared, that seemed to open the door in front of her. Taking the keys, Eezog went back towards the orgy chamber. Passing by the orcs' abode, she heard muffled sounds of sex; it seemed the two orcs had a female companion, who was being enjoyed at this moment. It's her own choice, the nun thought; better not get involved.
>After reporting to Khalia, the mistress offered the goblin an ultimatum: give to me an item of value, or partake in this orgy as a toy for a week. Eezog offered the keys, but Khalia shook her head. "They might open the door to something I'd accept, though," she said, smirking wryly. Eezog knew this must be a trap, but saw no other path forward.
>Coming back to the door of visions, she stuck her keys in their slots, allowing chattering mechanisms to grant her entry.

lewd

>>95940243
Also I think I forgot to take the Will checks to make sure she didn't faint after doing the doors, but Will is her main stat.
>Greeted by a room strewn about with coins, and containing two chests, Eezog stepped inside, giving the doors just enough time to slam shut behind her. Focused on her mission, she gathered the coinage about her, and made her way to open the first chest.
>A mimic! Tentacles sprang forth from the creature's gaping maw, a slimy tongue lolling about wildly. The mimic made to grab Eezog, but our goblin suddenly found her feet, managing with deft dodges, and a bit of luck, to avoid the grabbing tentacles and licking tongue of the creature long enough to find and pull two levers to let herself out. I'm not gonna lie, I'm super surprised she pulled that off. Running out of the room, and outside of the corridor, I rolled another 4+ check to see if the orcs would hear, but they seemed very interested in fucking their companion instead of doing their job. I probably did the wandering monster check wrong though.
>With a gold coin the only item of value she managed to gain, she trudged anxiously back to the orgy, hoping to buy her freedom. When this was refused, the goblin hesitantly, and finally, offered a silver cross. The badge of her order and focus of her faith, Eezog felt gutted to part with it, but she knew that accepting such incorrigble terms as willingly serving an infernal creature as a pleasure slave would be the bigger sin. Khalia laughed, and accepted; that debasement was enough, and she knew she had planted the seeds of doubt within the goblin's mind.
>After action report of the introductory dungeon. Eezog climaxed three times, went to 11/39 Determination, and gained Darkvision from the corruption of this realm. She also gained an experience point from surviving the dungeon, and Khalia was graceful enough to give the woman a dagger to defend herself with. Yet, strangely, they seemed to be fresh out of clothes.

>>95940327
Now here's the situation I find myself in. I decided to try out the Labyrinthian Overworld options, generated myself a hexgrid, and started. Eezog exited the dungeon inside of a vast jungle, and holy hell she can barely move a tile before the heat defeats her. She found a hole to sleep in, got hungry, failed to forage, made her way to a scrying tower, slept in the open, continued to starve, failed to forage twice, and finally got ambushed by Molokks who chased her for a good while before violating her and taking her into captivity. She now has 6 Determination. I'm rolling the captivity rules right now but my questions are thus:
1. I rolled for the type of captivity and got Whore. So I imagine they're trading fucking cowrie shells to her captors or something in exchange for getting to fuck her, right? Does that mean I should take off determination daily?
2. Are they feeding her?

>>95915677
Somewhat inspired by Deltarune and Epithet Erased, I give you: Witch and Warlock, a dark magic power couple going on sexy and incredibly violent adventures together!

> Warlock is a broad-shouldered, pretty-boy who fights with a literal spell sword.
> He also has a Little Black Book of contracts, animated shadow magic, and bracers that let him parry and climb walls.

> Witch is a wide-hipped tomboy who bashes people with a giant cauldron.
> She has a bottomless bag of tricks, a magic belt of strength, and boots that let her dodge, dash, and leap with ease.

> They're a couple, and extremely loyal to one another
> But a couple that slays together gets laid together
> So they do swing a little, dom their defeated opponents
> Among other, kinkier things in the magic department

I've come up with a variety of unique, named friends and enemies they can encounter throughout their adventures, in addition to your usual monsters and mooks. I'm using a modified version of the Anime Campaign system by JelloApocalypse and his friends, which is in turn a hack of Unforgotten Realms, so it's a bit arcane at this point, but still a feasible system that operates on big, individual one-shot adventures. Also, I'm using a series of random tables to help prompt me when writing up their adventures. Whenever I run a game I'll probably come tell you guys about it. Cheers!

Here's hoping it all goes well

> pic unrelated

So I was thinking about giving up the character a relic as the event that starts off the whole campaign. Basicly in path and dnd a relic is a magic item that grows in power over the campaign. This is one being a tome that hunters for all magic and magical knowledge. Empty at first as the welder gains more knowledge it begins to fill. Its user ability to learn different magics is bolstered so that it is possible the could potentially learn most things given time.

The one book also provides a constant companion "spirit". A being that was once a succubus. Her mind all but erased and demonic energy erased in the flood of various magics so not she reflects the magic that are inscribed into the book more than a demonic form. So holy magic makes her more angelic. Druidic magic makes her nymph like.

The idea is that someone like a tinkerer or artificer with basically no magical talent is the one to awaken it... and sets him down his journey to learn more magic.... and why her mind is not as it was.... his companion is story very much a succubus who... rather likes that idea of her new master claiming women

>>95940411
How did you lose so much Determination in one go and why you chose the Jungle as starting environment. Also did you spent your XP gained?
You can recover 1d3 Determination from completing tasks so you could have at least recovered some by completing khalia's requests and managing to leave the place.
>Does that mean I should take off determination daily?
No you can only lose Determination while captive if specified and only 3 times per week
>Are they feeding her?
Ask the Oracles but they probably do

>>95940836
I'm reducing the Determination loss in the Adventure, especially in the Bas-relief room because it seems quite eccessive and this is supposed to be a tutorial adventure

>>95940836
I was actually wrong, I had 10 left, but it was mostly rolling really high on my d3 rolls. That and those bas-reliefs, and Khalia herself actually, synergized a lot with my character's Kink. I probably should've lost more actually from the Religious origin but I couldn't find specific rules for that. I wouldn't say rebalance it on my behalf; I made a noncombat focused character of a diminutive race and definitely didn't understand the mechanics going in. If anything, take a couple of instances of determination loss and replace them with corruption; I've gained two levels of corruption so far and have only gotten benign or useful things. Corruption seems like the fun part to me anyway.

>>95940836
>>95941123
Oh it might've also been that I was rolling the Unwanted Intercourse every time my character Climaxed during the bas-relief, and with the Dryad too because technically she was "coerced"

>>95941123
>I wouldn't say rebalance it on my behalf
I always keep an eye on my adventures and after reading up some sections again I noticed the losses were too much and too often. I mean failing all the tests can really screw the character over and that's just one room. Awakening purpose is to learn the rules so you should finish it with some XP, some corruption and maybe some less determination but it shouldn't be too punishing if you make a weak character.
>Corruption seems like the fun part to me anyway.
YEah Corruption is not that bad overall, it's used to make changes to the character so that's why Corruption gain is never touched, but Determination is what actually causes you to "lose" the game, and losing a ton of it in the first adventure isn't something I want the player to experience.


>>95941144
Ah well that allso makes sense wh yyou lost that much Determination.
>and with the Dryad too because technically she was "coerced"
The dryad is supposed to be a friendly horny encounter, not something that coerces you

>>95941172
My reasoning was that she was blackmailed into trading sex for the key. Maybe I should've made that a Corruption gain instead.

>>95941179
Well if you read the description Sap Dryads are supposed to be "shy and gentle"

>>95932626
>WRONG!
Anon, most women would file a restraining order if a guy started keeping track of their period. Love and Deepspace took a nosedive in rating and users for a fucking Reason

>>95941202
True. I have a skimming problem.
Anyway I rolled out the captivity. Fairly uneventful, rolled an Accident which was resolved, an Overwork which I imagined as basically her seeing multiple clients in a day; actually rolled pregnancy for shits and giggles and she's currently carrying a Molokk bastard (I used the ol' meme book of erotic fantasy gestation table so it won't affect things for a while), and a quickie. No event first week, she failed an escape attempt, and at the end of the second week rolled No Provisions and got released. She wandered around lost through the mountains for a while, I had forgotten to roll event chances and I was wondering "damn when's something gonna happen". When I remembered it she came across a flower grove filled with bees who she was able to sneak past, a bramble patch she had to go around, and finally she encounted a Sheltered Spot occupied by a futanari dream child shaman named Ayles (pronounced like the beer). Haven't interacted with her yet, saving that for next session, but npc reaction is Neutral but Horny, and she will Pursue. I think this'll be a fun follower honestly, wondering if she'll try to flirt her way into Eezog or maybe sleep sex her.

>>95894157 (OP)
What are people here’s favourite type of sexy nun?

Do bene gesserit or sisters of battle count
Or do you prefer something more fantasy and less sci fi with, with gothic nuns in either in the real world from modern to the 16th century, or holly nuns in a fantasy milieu

Should witch hunter nuns have womb tattoo’s at all? Possibly with a line of holy text or scripture on them
In a few settings of mine I decided that witch hunter nuns are reproductively sterilised, but this may not allways stop the virile mutagenic effects of chaos

>>95941523
All well that ends well

>>95941527
Nuns of ambiguous gender, locked in chastity.

>>95941706
Cyborg nuns are a fun scifi trope as well. Dogma, magic and programs mixing and clashing with their humanity and sexuality.

>>95941527
A nun who's an acolyte of the fertility goddess and also my government-assigned wife, but that should come as no surprise.

My German/Japanese psionic girl, a teen soldier in a breakaway solar colony jointly founded by English-German-Japanese imperial loyalists, joins an all-female junior team (fit blonde German/English medic, tall wiry dark haired Japanese soldier, petite English/Japanese techie) as they investigate cough loot cough a derelict colony/research vessel from the old Earth Federation. Unfortunately they soon get separated as something attacks from the darkness, and my girl has to search alone for help/supplies/escape

>>95942406
sounds interesting!

>>95942406
Storytime?

>>95941527
succubus nuns of the goddess of love as opposed to the dark corrupting goddess of lust
they are still lewd though
many get on board just because it's easy and kingdom-sanctioned so they don't get in trouble unless they really mess up, but there are true believers among them

>>95941527
I don't have any particular tastes when it comes to my sexy nuns, I'm just really into faithful sororities for some reason. Nuns all types are just that good. Though I do have a habit of making them fertility worshippers or something, and having sacred prostitution be a tenet of their faith.

>>95941527
Fond of sexy nuns as a brand of damsel-in-distress, usually being corrupted from within or held captive en masse. Also good as zealots, like the Sisters of Battle.


>>95941706
>>95942368
>>95944417
>>95945054

Couple of good ideas for a Witch and Warlock adventure... gonna see what I can work up.

>>95944417
>no lust crest peeking through

missed opportunity

Got a question regarding worldbuilding for smut, if any of you could help. My approach up to now has been:
>think of potential motivations people might have to do lewd stuff
>build factions/religions/cultures/etc around these same concepts, extending them into general/non-lewd matters so that the lewd bits feel more organic and less shoehorned in
>a single motivation might potentially be taken in different directions to produce multiple significantly different groups
So far, these are the motivations I've come up with:
>reproduction (self-explanatory)
>recreation, and more extremely, hedonism (pursuing pleasure for oneself)
>altruism (pursuing pleasure for others)
>material gain (prostitution)
>control (domination/submission)
>profanity (breaking of taboos)
Can you guys think of any more that I'm missing?

>>95946546
Worship and spite come to mind. It kinda aligns with hedonism, but having sex as part of a ritual of worship to a fertility goddess, or having orgies to fly in the face of all that is "good" and "proper" also come up as motivations in my mind.

>>95946546
You can also go the other way - perhaps an external force (alien influence, a new god, demon invasion etc) has increased the lewdness of the setting recently and now the usual institutions and settings have to adapt

>>95946546
Psychological/physical dependence? Like nymphomania, or succubi that rely on sex for sustenance; an addiction or physical need/compulsion that only sex can fulfill doesn't quite fit the other categories.

>>95923009
he says in a thread with no women

>>95927092
oh look a fat rich bastard that got cucked and is sad that his daddy lied when told him money was everything and thew him his first cool mil for the handjob.

>>95922899
its cute to c the boys sexting

>>95947985
Can anybody make suggestions for a NSFW AI writing tool? Specifically I'm looking for something that helps with writing and story structure, to help turn my scrawled lewd adventure notes into something readable. And ideally something where I can just drop in a txt file and start working from there.

>>95941527
>>95941706
>>95941714
>>95942368
>>95944417
>>95945054
>>95945147
Welp, how many of you goofy goobers are either gonna end up in hell or have your family disown you the moment it is revealed this is how you people treat and talk about the female servants of the lord?

>>95941296
Don't wanna rain in your shitting on femoids parade. But you're kinda wrong? From what I have seen in twitter and other spaces, Love and Deepspace is still ultra popular and loved by women everywhere. If anything, women were seemingly thrilled at the novelty of the period tracker.

And it seemed the only backlash and negativity Love and Deepspace had because if the period tracker was because of seething waifu fags upset that a woman's game was getting ultra popular than their waifu games.

>>95949083
>Welp, how many of you goofy goobers are either gonna end up in hell or have your family disown you the moment it is revealed this is how you people treat and talk about the female servants of the lord?
Can't speak about the hell part, but my family is agnostic or atheist so they would probably think it's a little eccentric at most.

>>95949083
You are a dumbass

>>95949083
They'd probably think "Yeah, that adds up."

>>95949083
I know what I am.

confess
post about your lewd nun encounters
tell me your stories, your sins

>>95951075
For a first adventure, I thought Witch and Warlock arriving in a small town would be a good enough place to start. A few random tables to give me ideas and...

> Witch and Warlock arrive in a small town, seeking help
> They've gotten handcuffed together with a pair of cursed manacles that won't let them get more than a foot's distance between them
> Unfortunately, curse-breaking isn't something either of them know how to do yet
> easier to lift your own curse, but very hard to break a curse that you didn't
> Fortunately this town has a convent, so they seek out a priestess
> They ask the Mother Superior for help
> She's a bit strange for a priestess but she's very enthusiastic and willing to help
> Curse broken-- the handcuffs come off with ease
> Witch lies about planning to dispose of the handcuffs and slips them into her bag for future use

> The Mother asks only that they make a small donation to the temple of the Goddess of Love, Fertility, and Matrimony
> Witch adores this goddess and insists they stay for a service
> Warlock caves, wanting to make his darling happy
> The service is quite nice-- espousing the virtues of romance, marriage, and family
> The Mother Superior asks their "lovely guests" if they have found love in their lives
> Witch all-too-quickly answers that she and Warlock are lovers, heavily insinuating that they've been... carnal
> The Mother Superior congratulates them on their marriage
> Warlock tries to warn her not to speak
> but Witch, oblivious, corrects her in saying they are not married

> Record scratch, broken glass, cat screech, etc.
> The convent is mortified
> The Mother superior does NOT approve
> Apparently she's something of a religious zealot when it comes to sex out of wedlock
> A flash of light stuns both our heroes, and they wake up in an old confessional booth, boarded up in the convent's underground cloisters
> And this is where our adventure begins

>>95951075
> be me
> rizzless and stagnant but talented apprentice wizard who has failed to move forward to a proper career or start a family
> realm is depopulated from prior calamity
> assigned nun-wife by fertility-goddess church in exchange for:
> 1. lifelong tithe from my adventuring career (to ensure the delivery of which, nunwife will keep me alive via healing)
> 2. swearing goddess-enforced oath to create as many children as possible
> 3. pledging our future firstborn daughter to the temple
> meet for first time as abbess officiates our marriage in preremptory ceremony
> nunwife (picrel) is relatively plain-looking in the face and kind of book-dumb, but intensely dedicated to serving her faith, sturdily built, and pretty good with people
> she's completely indifferent toward me
> basically views me as an insemination machine and eventual money faucet
> we go back into the cloister to retrieve her possessions
> pass barely a word between us on the way
> we arrive and i close the cell door behind us
> i immediately initiate some groping
> she just stands there and lets me do it
> passively lets me undress her and bend her over her former bed
> have my way with her, silent apart from grunts of pleasure from me and mild-but-tolerable discomfort from her
> go as fast as i want because her pleasure doesn't matter and i can have her as much more of her pussy as i want as soon as i'm ready later
> quickly finish inside her, in the same position in which we started and never left: doggy style
> flop onto the bed and pull her down with me to cuddle through the afterglow
> she is noticably detached and bored throughout
> she gets up to finish packing as soon as i let her
> we finish and immediately depart for our "honeymoon" dungeon crawl
> fuck her at least once every time we stop to rest on our journey from there on out
> i think ahead to the lifetime of "sexual healing" she'll provide me
> goblin spears and arrows suddenly aren't such a scary prospect anymore

My evil hobgoblin warlord has successful broken a bunch of foolish adventurers who thought mere goblins were easy prey for fresh party of adventurers.
power mad and horny Vera the apprentice wizard is off in the breeding chamber getting mated by the nest's 5 Hob Shamans. in exchange for hot and cold running dick and all the magic lessons she can take, she agrees to pump out goblin spearling babies. Acolyte Fee (wants a new life free of poverty, wants a future) and Guards Lara Ann (wants wealth to set her ma' up in her twilight years) and Lila Beth(wants to buy the family farm back) have fallen to the warlord's big green cock, driven cock mad after watching him mount the acolyte. [and getting everything they want. no they aren't whores because he bought their cunts with loot from his treasure pile, pffft. don't be silly. being his harem is seperate to that entirely!]
>note to adventurer's: check your acolyte does NOT worship Sharess before you venture on an adventure. especially if massive green dicks are in the offing.
Guard Nora Mae,(wants to be Famous/infamous) is likewise horny AF after watching the three girls getting warlord'd but she don't want her belly getting fat with babies. so the warlord, so he let's the girl inspect the troops. the castrati gobs. then he gives her a troop of ten, letting her choose ten swinging cocks to have all to herself. so she is off getting gangbanged in all her holes.

which leaves the warlord with just one to deal with. Scout jennsa, a wood elf.

Labyrinthus Anon with a small update to the game:

Core Rules:
>Characters now start with 2 Kinks instead of 1
>Changed the Forewords section about Adventuring and Exploration
>Corrected some errors
>Lupercal origins can now start with a Stiletto
>Improved the Description for the Attunement Racial Trait for Nature-bound
>Restless Worker (Kikimora) only grants a superior Dice when taking a Break
>Specific body part activity (e.g. boobjob) now costs 3 prowess instead of 2, which is still less than obtaining 3 successes and 0 or 1 failure.
>Specified that you can Attack after breaking free from being Held


Foundry World (v12.343). Notice I'ms till using v12 because some modules haven't been updated yet to v13 which broke some stuff and made a weird decission about the UI
>Resting Macro now can be used to automatically apply Taking a Break, Resting and Meditation to a selected Token
>Replaced Dungeon Tide Macro with the Hand of the Maker Macro.
>Notice that the Hand of the Maker is something that wil lbe added in the next Adventure Compendium update, but it has its explanation in the Journal section of the rules references folder

>>95916809
>>95916968
>Ai can really take you places
>ai dm threw a squad of four all girl bandits
*AHEM*
So what ai setup you use?

>>95956170
grok. funnily enough.

>>95953079
>Characters now start with 2 Kinks instead of 1

Very high IQ decision, nice one

>>95956170
to be fair, i DID ask it to generate 20 different teams. i just choose the all girl one, because it decided to throw all-shortstack girl team up. a lot of them had some guys in it. and to be fair, the all girl team was the survivors. the penis-equipped bandits did not fair so well.

Any kind of cultivation system rpgs? I kinda thought of doing something like a xianxia with a sport and body dual cultivate who gains more power as he knocks up other cultivators.

What do you like to use for generating character descriptions?

>>95960280
mythic tables

>>95949083
I don't even have a thing for nuns

I've tried to get into playing various lewd ttrpgs solo before, but I always end up losing interest or not finding myself enjoying the common systems very much because most lewd tabletop games (and by extension, a lot of lewd videgames) almost always posit that the player is trying to resist the lewdness happening to them or that lewd things happening to them is a consequence for failing actions, which feels really roundabout. I know in games like Labyrinthus (the last lewd ttrpg I attempted to get into recently), there are a lot of options for the player doing lewd stuff to distract enemies or pass encounters, but I think I'm more so looking for a game where the player is an aggressor or predator and where doing lewd stuff is mechanically incentivized and either the strict goal or the best means to an end, because otherwise it feels like a lot of lewd tabletop games end up just being smut writing prompt generators which is not necessarily what I'm looking for.
Does anyone have any suggestions for games where the player is like, a "predator" or aggressor of some kind, or maybe games where lewd actions are a concrete and incentivized means to an end? I'm thinking stuff like videogames like Free Cities for reference. If there aren't any games specifically like this, does anybody then have any thoughts about how to play the existing games in such a way? Or am I just misunderstanding games like Labyrinthus and its sitting right in front of me?
I tried making your stereotypical anime Rape Orc character in Labyrinthus but I got discouraged by the fact that while there are rules and notes around the player enduring unwanted intercourse, there wasn't anything I could find really about the player perpetrating unwanted intercourse. I feel like this is a kind of weird design blindspot that I see a lot more in lewd games, where lewd happening to the character is a "fail state" and if you were to play the game "perfectly" you might not see anything lewd happen at all.

>>95961131
>while there are rules and notes around the player enduring unwanted intercourse, there wasn't anything I could find really about the player perpetrating unwanted intercourse
What if opponents lose more prowess if the intercourse is unwanted. I mean just sit down and think of what could be useful for your playstyle. People always added rules for their own playstyle if there isn't any

>>95961131
>am I just misunderstanding games like Labyrinthus and its sitting right in front of me
Probably. Here some ideas:

>Npcs lose more prowess when you "Non-consensual" them, like >>95961542 suggested
>Capture the npcs you defeat and bring them to your camp/lair/hideout
>Give them something like a Determination value you can reduce through time so they become your sevants
>Higher chance for npcs that you "non-consensual" to become Rivals/Antagonists, but defeating them gives XP or restores Determination
>"Non-consensualing" gives Corruption
>Defeating and "non-consensualing important npcs" wil lundermine their rule over their subjects ad you can swoop in
>Facing npcs you "non-consensualed" too many times forces them to a Will Check or they will suffer penalties to their Melee/Ranged/Magic or increase their Defeat threashold
>You can gain fame for being a notorious "non-consensualist" and other might get scared of you
>Go and "non-consensual" a whole cult and become the leader
>An actual plot-line is to "non-consensual" certain important npcs so you can get rich/get power/get back home

>>95927403
I thank you for being vulnerable but i think you also have some foresight to realize that there is something wrong with this. belive me when i say that you can really hurt your current girlfriend with this kind of stuff. it isnt your fault and im sorry that happened to you, even if you were into it, she still took advantage of you, you know. At the very least try to reflect and see if you really do want to be into that kinda stuff. you dont have to feel inadequate just because of what happened that day, you are more than enough.

DO NOT GIVE NOBLEWOMEN THE 10 DICK. They will never leave your character alone.
With only popinjays and effete upper class nitwits and twits to choose from, the chance at some real Manly man Schlong that isn't diseased or inbred makes them psychotic.

>>95961131
Me personally I like going on fun adventures with a group of gal pals where there is always the danger of something exceptionally lewd happening

To what extent do people gameify the actual act of sex? How much is it part of the game loop for your scenarios?
I'm cobbling together ideas for a Mutant: Year Zero solo game and thought I could tweak it to be generally lewder and pulpier. My concept is that I'll be playing Garm, a young mutant survivor who until recently lived in an isolated and relatively safe valley with his old, ailing grandfather. With his grandfather now dead and the ever-present Rot taking hold in the valley, Garm decides to leave his home to pursue hints of an 'Eden' his grandfather wrote about in his journal.
What Garm will find venturing out is a devastated world filled with exclusively female mutants and kemonomimi-like hybrids - males have thought to have been rendered extinct by the same mutagenic cocktail which altered the women still alive after the end of the world.
Garm's sex is only the tip of the iceberg for him, as his own unique mutation is The Specimen; his phallus (of considerable but not inhuman size) has the ability to 'copy' mutations from other mutants. His maleness, and especially the Specimen, is highly coveted by power-players in the Zone, either as an organ to be studied, a tool to produce an army of raider-mutants, or even a trophy (Garm's worth is more secondary). All the while Garm will be searching for trustworthy companions and finding Eden.
Anyway, this whole concept came from the idea of 'mutation-stealing', where Garm would benefit from befriending and bedding different women mutants to temporarily gain powers and find novel ways to approach challenges. Figured I could slot in some existing content from MY0 and just reskin certain characters and situations to fit my premise. Has anyone else experimented with including sex or seduction as a part of the adventure loop/procedure?

>>95961131
>or maybe games where lewd actions are a concrete and incentivized means to an end
Maybe you should have an actual goal or objective rather than just "Playing a predatory character that rapes others". No wonders you get bored if you can't have anything going other than that, and no amount of "rules" wil lhelp you out if you can't make anything concrete. Regular games are fun because there is always an objective or goal to reach and if you just play for when "combat starts" you get bored pretty easily.

I think I'm too stupid for solo RPGs because every time I do anything in one it feels like I have to spend 20 minutes looking up rules

>>95963819
Pick simpler rule sets or a system you know better. Even then, solo games give you all the time in the world to pour through books looking for rules.

any good ideas for lewd Lancer?

>>95962964
>maybe you should have an actual goal or objective
Right, I'm specifically asking if people have examples of games or ways to play games where in order to achieve mechanical goals, you are incentivized to do lewd stuff. It doesn't even necessarily have to be non-consensual stuff although I did focus on that in my post because I feel like its a good analogue to replace combat with as an example of lewd stuff being a mechanical means to an end.

>>95964495
Sex most of the time is not a mean to an end. Unless you mean something abstract like "if you rape others you absorb their magical energy and become powerful" but that usually requires you to build up a whole mechanic for that.
If you don't have anything specific in mind is also hard to suggest you something. What's your character's end goal? Having a harem? Conquering a place? Being a notorious lover? If you don't know where to go, sex's "mean to an end" will simply be to impregnate someone regardless of consent or if consensual to improve the intimacy with a partner. By using Labyrinthus both are present. You can either chose to be able to impregnate others or to be infested, in which case the mean to an end is to propagate the tentacle creatures infestation, while for romance, if you read the table at page 44, good sex makes the other npc happier and more attracted to you. Both are "mechanical goals" obtained by doing lewd.
Being a rapist will instead only cause others to hate and/or fear you

>>95910504
>>95910504

I’ve been inspired by this anon to give this system a whirl and roll a character.

>Mezza la Grinne, a wizard who dropped out from the academy to pursue eromancy, for both herself and the legitimacy of the art itself in her colleagues’ eyes.
>A lovely chest endows her otherwise average build, making her curvy but neither muscled nor skinny.
>The few years in the academy came too late to help Mezza’s knowledge, learning, and reading skills. What she endured on the streets readied her for everything but a higher education, giving her a strong inner fire.
>She experienced the sexual world early, flirting with a class master’s assistant, who was significantly older than her at the time. Her taste for more hands on love making gave her an interest in experiencing it face first, alongside being restrained. However, the assistant twisted evidence of his wrong doing onto Mezza, getting her kicked out. Thus, she mistrusts those who show kindness. She greatly dislikes the thought of becoming pregnant or coupling with any four-legged (or more) creature, as fending off centaurs has given her a dark opinion of the savages.
>Within the Eromancy underground, Mezza is an up and coming star. Prodigious in both the art of eromancy and the mundane practices of pleasure, Mezza seeks to make love, and not war in quite the literal sense. She has learned from her time on the street how to use her hands and legs to defend herself. This has given her the flaw of smugness in her career skills.

Gonna choose some spells and get into the tutorial!

>>95968188
>She greatly dislikes the thought of becoming pregnant or coupling with any four-legged (or more) creature

>>95968188
Good Luck. Keep in mind that seduction is your main strength but that you can also be very fragile. Which feats did you chose? Because those are mostly important
Also depending on your Feats, you can gain advantge with spells, like if yo uget Sexual Expertise (Hands) and get the Lover's Hand spell, the latter can gain benefits from it

>>95968188
>She greatly dislikes the thought of becoming pregnant

>>95968291
>>95968603
Interests, Kink, Dislikes and Taboo can be randmoly generated but share the same tables, so Anon probably rolled Pregnancy under Taboo.
You can still change them while creating the Character if you want tho

>>95968626
Random yes but there's a matter of taste

>>95964359
all giant mecha have the inherent desire to grind their metal plates against each other, the pilot is in a constant battle for control

>>95968291
>>95968603
impregnation is hot
being pregnant is not

>>95969767
lies. a woman with a baby belly, carrying your own child, is so inherently sexy and glorious it is crazy making.

>>95969861
>your own
while that is different, these are also characters people are roleplaying as

>>95969767
Impregnation is hot, pregnancy is hot, and ir coming from four legged ia supreme

>>95969896
then they're not roleplaying. they're trannyfaggot losers.
you're supposed to be playing as the fucking guy ffs. MOST especially in a lewd rpg. let alone one that allows merely for romantic interactions etc.

>>95970109

>>95970153
if you are 'male' playing a game fantasising about being a woman, getting raped and dicked by monsters, animals, bandits etc. then you're a faggot. and even worse, a tranny

IN OTHER NEWS. 1/2
barbarian was not successful in avoiding the noble woman, he took on a bunch of hunts and quests, disappeared, and only succeeded at getting an even more inflated rep from his hunts. he returned to his room at the inn, and woke up to her throating him. demanding fuck. she, being so wonderfully soft and feminine and delightful, got exactly what she wanted, wrapping the barbarian around her little finger and forcing the dreaded 'I Love You" out of him.

which thrills and delights her. she wants not only to have her barbarian savage man meat, but to get with his child, binding him to her even further.

He cannot help but be delighted in her, so eager and brazen is she, so they do things he thinks of as errands, but she regards as dates. he buys her nice meals out and about, flaunting his wealth from hunting monsters etc without thinking about it, makes her realises adventurers can be wealthy too. he introduces her to a strange custom he has discovered called 'morning tea' with tea, cakes, slices etc. there's a lot of introducing her to real food, instead of noble 'feast' crap. boar grilled on a spit at one place one day, a simple pie another. clean wholesome foods. most importantly little to no alcohol etc.

on another day, he's all annoyed at the impracticality of her gear. so he takes her shopping, clothes shopping. again, to him its just basic chores, but to her, its still clothes shopping. and he gets her a bunch of comfortable, normal clothes, pants, blouses etc. a pair of boots and gloves from a leatherworker. he even takes her to some armourers and has a breastplate 'modified' by the elven armourer so she can fit her magnificent chest into it. a helmet, shield and arming sword.

they talk about his world, her life and background etc.

2/2

she just falls deeper and deeper in love with him, because, well, he's a manly man of manliness, and he's still treating her like a person, unlike the fops and nitwits of the nobility who treat women like witless breeding stock. he seeks her opinion, her input, he is curious about what she thinks and feels, he takes her on dates, cares about her comfort, not merely that she looks pretty.

For his part, he is utterly floored by how she is so happy at what he sees as mere basic necessities. how impressed and loving she is with everything. how sweet and loveable she is, soft and eager.

they also indulge in extreme PDA and AKA 'heavy petting' he unable to keep his hands off her and vice versa.

so he comes to a decision. he gets them two gold and silver Torcs. she hasn't a clue what they are for, until he takes her through a park, to the temple of Sune. where she realises he means to wed her, right then and there. so she leaps happily into his arms, and is carried into the temple, where a priestess pronounces them Mrs Sandra Steelflame (nee' lady Lyssandra Wavecrest) and Mr Garran Steelflame.

we walks his new wife back out onto the park grounds, and he is set upon by.. noble toughs and their personal house guards.

death to jannies

>>95970255
what idiocy did they do this time?

Does anyone know where I can find good sci fi art? I'm looking for that classic lewd and pulpy style but it's mostly fantasy.

>>95949083
Fantasy nuns don't have to be Christian, and these fantasies can be used to recover from religious trauma. Like all stories, one can use them to cultivate.

>>95970287
Pinterest

>>95946614
Late response but technically any of them can be a form of worship when you have a deity/religion built around them. If it's part of a religious rite, then what is the intended purpose/meaning of it being there? A fertility cult would surely have a heavy reproduction angle to it:
>being pregnant is necessary for her priestesses to function as a vessel of their goddess; if not currently preggers, this needs to be rectified as soon as possible
>such a fertility-focused religion would presumably be supporting the public in ways that directly or indirectly increase the amount of reproduction going on: obvious examples include mundane agrarian matters (from which it's not much of a stretch for the priestesses to be receiving a "sowing of seed" as a ceremonial offering coinciding with the sowing in the fields), and assistance with conception (with room for more advanced methods involving a priestess joining in with the couple in some specific way).
Regarding spite: isn't that basically the same as profanity/taboo, or am I misunderstanding? Incidentally, that one's proven to be the hardest one to implement, simply because the rest of the setting is already so full of lewd stuff that the only way to go too far by their standards would be to go into deviant/distasteful things I'd rather not deal with (or to just go overboard into mindless coom-addiction, which already has a place in hedonism as recreation taken too far), or to take the opposite approach and make it anti-lewd (which would be an inefficient use of the setting since it literally exists only to accommodate smut and I'm not really into corruption).

>>95968603
>>95969767

Pressing important question, should each of the girls travelling in their (on loan) shodilly retrofitted and militarised freighter have a separate bunk each or should they have to share?

>>95970851
If they don't have a huge crew they'll probably take a bunk for themselves. Why share a room if you don't have to?

>>95970820
>>95969767
Weakness. You shall not survive the winter.

>>95970920
many naval vessels throughout history, and even now, will minimize the space for sleeping etc, to maximize volume for other stuff, cargo, guns, etc.

>>95970930
Right, but if the ship was built for like 60 people and there's only 4-12 aboard; there's gonna be extra quarters around giving the girls some room to have their own space.

>>95970935
not necessarily. the british navy used to allot all of 14" to sling your hammock.

>>95970930
Assuming they mean a spaceship, it won't be restricted by what can effectively navigate an ocean, and would be so much bigger than a marine cargo ship that space for an extra few bunks (and crew space in general) would be little more than a rounding error in its total size.

>>95968503

Lessee... I'll give you my traits too.

Traits
Cherry Lips (-2)
Early Depravity (+2) - Bukkake
Anal Elasticity (-1)
No Gag Reflex (-1)

Feats
Eromancer (2)
Arcane Reserve (2)
Arcane Aim (1)
Improved Dodge (1)

My spells, so far:

4 Apprentice Spells (At least one must be from Ero spells, the others Witchcraft)

Humidon (Water lubricant)
Dazzle (Cost 1 Prowess/Focus)
Detect the Arcane (Free, +1 PR/F to detect magic traps)
Floating Light

4 Lost Soul tier spells from Eromancy list
Twisted Familiar (Cost 4)
Sinful Whip (2)
Mirror Sensation (4)
Golden Charm (3)

Anyone tried this with a femboy Char before? Pic related. My god, so hard to find sfw femboy pics...

>>95970944
Yup spaceship, originally their ship was rated only for surface to orbit but was modified for space travel (not FTL). I'm wondering if it would be sensible for double bunking or would that stretch the limits of reasonableness

>>95971080
>>95970944
ah, but then you STILL want tiny little cabins per person then. if you are flying a giant tincan, you poke ONE fucking hole in it and POOF, explosive decompression says bye bye, to all your air. you want tiny cabins so you lose the least amount of air and can fit in extreme amounts of bulkheading.

>>95971012
You don't need Arcane Aim as Eromancer

Labyrinthus Anon here with the second part for the June update. The major feature is the rule for the Hand of the Maker and removal of Dungeon Tide. Now things can get interesting either by dice roll or if you have the impression they are simply too stale and want some variety


Adventure Compendium:
>Added a new rule called Hand of the Maker, to add more variery and unexpectedness
>Added a rule for "multiple environments" aka those places where different environments can technically overlap like a river crossing a forest or hills located in a gloomy plains area
>Changed the amount of prowess loss for traveling through hot and cold environments and added an entry for Jungle and Primordial Badlands
>Improved the description for starting Plot Lines
>Removed the Dungeon Tide for the moment. It will be reworked into other things later on.
>Updated the Introduction to mention the Backstory
>Updated the Plot Line Example section
>Updated the Hall of Sinners Room
>Updated the Unusual Darkness Corridor

Pre-made Adventures: Awakening
>Reduced the amount of determination loss in a certain room since it was too punishing. The scope of the adventure is to elarn the game but not to get obliterated

Today, is day of the updates.
Lewd Attack got to version 0.83, and with that, the new region Saurian Jungles was released.
Explore steaming, dangerous jungles filled with all manners of scaly dangers (and Amazons) for plunder, treasure, magical artifacts and spells of immense power. With a focus on extended expeditions that can go from bad to worse. And I don't care about how obvious the inspiration for this region is!
I'm overall not very happy with this region and started to bite off more than I could chew. Maybe this needs a revisit or expansion. Maybe it's not difficult as I expected (the die may decide).

The rest of the changelog is very minor
0.82 to 0.83
>Inner Kingdoms Scenarios
M3: Talking to the orcs and getting yourself taken by the Orcs leads to the Orcs Capture Scenarios S instead of N
>Inner Kingdoms Bestiary
Dark Elf Elite damage increased

>Fey Forest Bestiary
Dark Elf Elite damage increased

I also updated some of the Scenario books to 0.83, while being unsure what changed. Maybe just some spelling and errors. Sorry, my discipline was slacking, didn't write it down.
I noticed a comment about gambling being lame some threads ago. There will be something done about it in some following update.

>>95971173
Thank you for the update, gonna give it a trial run after work! I'm this >>95971012
>>95968188 anon trying it for the first time :3

>>95971384
nice LA anon

>>95971384
gj LA anon
Some notes - the bestiary into is still Inner kingdoms, and maybe I am stupid but I didn't catch about how you are supposed to get to the jungle.

>>95972374
>the bestiary into is still Inner kingdoms
Yeah fuck me, there is always something. Gonna fix that later.
You get to the jungle via a ship, needs a harbor in one of the great cities.
You can ignore the rolling up a harbor if you just want to test the new area.

>>95972514
Also another thing, may be an ESL thing, it get's kinda confusing if you call it threat level and say that it decreases when it get's more dangerous. In English the more dangerous it gets the higher the threat level rises.

I'm running a ShadowDark Solo game, and I was wondering if there are any lewd rules out there that I could implement to make things a little spicy?

>>95971412
God luck, but as >>95971130 pointed out, as Eromancer you don't need Arcane Aim since the spell you have don't use Magic to Attack. Sinful Whip uses Melee.
Also I assume your character is Human? Because then you still have 2 XP levft OR 3 if you remove Arcane Aim.
My suggestion is either swap Arcane Aim with Melee Proficiency and grab a feat which costs 2 OR Sexual Expertise (Oral) since you already have Cherry Lips and both will combine when used

>>95973869

I am actually an Elf! But I removed Arcane Aim and got Sexual Expertise (Hands)... But having Oral would be better, it's true. And I didn't know Sinful Whip uses Melee! Gotta change that..

Feats
Eromancer (2)
Arcane Reserve (2)
Improved Dodge (1)
Sexual Expertise (Oral) (3)

4 Apprentice Spells (At least one must be from Ero spells, the others Witchcraft)
Humidor (Water lubricant)
Dazzle (Cost 1 Prowess/Focus)
Detect the Arcane (Free, +1 PR/F to detect magic traps)
Floating Light
4 Lost Soul tier spells from Eromancy list
Twisted Familiar (Cost 4)
Conjure Wiggle Worm (2)
Lover's Hand (4)
Golden Charm (3)

Thanks for the feedback anons!

>>95973177
Thank you for pointing these out, should be fixed. It should be consistent with Threat-Levels increasing as shit gets more dangerous.

>>95973956
If you are an elf (ew) you start with 8 XP and the Feats you listed check out, but if you still have the Cherry Lips (-2 XP), Early Depravity (+2 XP), Anal Elasticity (-1 XP) and No Gag Reflex (-1 XP), you only have a total of 6 XP to buy stuff. so you either remove Anal Elasticity and No Gag Reflex or get another Trait that gives a +2 XP

>>95971384
>Maybe it's not difficult as I expected

But LA is notoriously easy...

>>95973566
Anything that works with D&D will work with Shadowdark

What are you looking for specifically

>>95974006
I've actually already done this with Naughty!

8xp for Feats and Traits
Traits
Cherry Lips (-2)
Early Depravity (+2) - Bukkake
Anal Elasticity (-1)
No Gag Reflex (-1)
Naughty (+2) Superior Dice added to roll for Corruption gain. Plus 1 if it's a flat rate.

Feats
Eromancer (2)
Arcane Reserve (2)
Improved Dodge (1)
Sexual Expertise (Oral) (3)

And what's wrong with elves? A cliche choice for fantady smut media?

>>95974154
I don't like elves but it's more of an in-joke.
If you notice Elves are basically only an entry as race (because duh) but they then don't even have a list of NPCs in the Creature Compendium nor get mentioned when other races are listed like camps of different races, culture of races etc

>>95974340
Oh my god, that's hilarious. I hope that was/is Bertus' intent, cause they knew the degens would go for elves.

>>95974509
>cause he knew the degens would go for elves.
That's the joke

>>95974050
Well, I'm looking to simulate sexual encounters, obviously. But also, I want to simulate attraction and fetishes if possible. Is there a way to simulate social interactions? Like, every positive interaction gives you X points towards how many you need to spark a sexual relationship with someone? And then also combat "Breaking" mechanics might be useful.

>>95974592
You'd better off with systems that actually include lewd stuff rathern than trying to add lewd rules to certain system which will give you a poor outcome, especially things like D&D and D&D clones. If you look at the OP there is material for 5e (which Shadowdark is based off), but they are mediocre at best

>>95974688
L take
1. There are other games than Labyrinthus
2. Some of us like playing a real system and adding lewd to taste

>>95974592
This really depends on which stereotype you want to lean towards: the rapebait adventurer or the sexually conquesting conan knock-off. D&D and it's offshoots don't really do anything else very well.

Regarding the former, most of the lewd stuff in the sticky follows this and most of it is easily reskinned to D&D clones. You'll have to decide how complicated you want to get with the sex rules though, they range from "horny" as a status effect to needing to track lust points and orgasms

With the latter you can pretty much just use the combat rules, reaction rolls (google it - basic OSR concept), and your choice of oracle. To do NPCs with gradual changes just track reaction score and ask the oracle how to change it.

>>95974592
>>95974779
cont

Fetishes just add to reaction rolls, make resisting sex harder, and make the after effects of sex more intense. If your thief has a tentacle fetish and gets stuck on a tentacle wall trap, they're probably going to have trouble leaving willingly and end up fucked twice as silly

I don't know if you mean tearing clothes or mindbreak by "breaking" but I usually handle one as AC/DR damage and the other as the crit fail result on whatever sex rules I'm using

>>95974779
>There are other games than Labyrinthus
Yes, they are literally in the OP and new ones are even discussed in the thread, do you have reading comprehension difficulties?
>Playing real systems
So only things that you have to buy and are published by WotC, White Wolf, Paizo are real systems? Are you retarded?

>>95974592
>>95974779
It falls under the rapebait umbrella but if that's what you're looking for these are my personal house rules I use

https://files.catbox.moe/nt04ns.pdf

>>95974779
>a real system
Yeah like D&D, Old D&D, Retro D&D, Paizo!D&D, or D&D but "Grimdark"

>>95974976
yes

>>95975894
L take
There are other games than Dungeons and Dragons

>>95976224
Oh I know. I would probably take them over labyrinthus though

>>95976224
>>95974688
Labyrinthus sucks. Have you actually tried playing it?

>>95973566
>>95974592
Look up Scarlet Heroes + Randy Encounters. A couple of anons here use those two systems in tandem to make a game about seducing/assaulting/enslaving women and trying to not get caught by the town militia. It's a pretty fun combo.

>>95976224
Not if you want actual progression and tons of pre-written content.

>>95977350
Labyrinthus is great, what's your issue with it?

Anybody got LA homebrew for Druids/Dragon Knights that removes the WGFD aspect?

>>95977462
>WGFD

?

Ideas in my head for a playing cards-based procedure for lewd encounters. Think I might learn more about solitaire card games for more inspiration on something I can whip out no matter what game.

>>95977350
>Hey there are other systems like Lewd Attack or Rapture World
>HURRRR you clearly mean LaByRiNtHuS
D&D brainrot is real, lmao

>>95977462
I actually had the exact same thought when I wanted to try a druid and rewrote some class abilities to get around the bestiality aspect. Replace the abilities Spiritual Companion and The Great Ritual with the following:
>Spiritual Companion (Alt): After defeating a creature, you can bind its spirit to you, allowing you to summon it as an ally in a future encounter. This costs half its HP in MP (rounded down). The creature is of magical essence and takes only half the damage through purely physical attacks. The summon lasts the entire fight. Only creatures of non-human intelligence (anything that can't harass) can be a Spiritual Companion, and it can't be a Legendary Beast. After summoning a creature like this, the bond is released, and the Druid must bind a new spirit if she wishes to summon a spiritual companion again. A druid can only have one bound spirit at a time.
>The Living Land: By performing rituals, you can form a connection with the land itself. This connection grants you power even when far away. To perform the ritual, you roll for Arcane Spells multiple times in succession with the goal to acquire a number of cumulative successes (starting at 8, with another 4 for each previous successful ritual). You must also orgasm (or make someone else orgasm) at least once at some point during this ritual. Each time you roll for spellcasting, also roll on the scenario table in the location the ritual is being held (ignore any results that would imply movement). Each unique type of natural location you have performed this ritual in (such as Forest, Mountain, Cave, etc.) permanently grants you an additional die for spellcasting.
I don't know how balanced this is as I ended up not playing the character for very long anyway. I don't have anything equivalent for Rangers/Dragon Knights but for those two you can probably just substitute Seduction for Persuasion/Intimidation when taming and cut the lust management aspect entirely.

>>95977534
White
Girls
Fuck
Dogs

Our barbarian and the noblewoman he cannot stop loving, newly married. He kills the noble toughs and their personal guards. he's about to kill the aged knight Theron, when his wife stops him. she is about to kill him instead, having interrogated him, finding out he was the one her family was going to sell her to, that's why he tried to kill our barbarian in a duel
(way back the night at the public house, where she met the barbarian and sat her skirted ass on his lap under the stairs so no one could see her fucking him)
>(this tends to happen if your supremely muscled, taut toned manly man barbarian insists on wearing a breechclout, just a breechclout and a bunch of nobles "slumming it" for a night have the women stealing glances at man meat and egging each other on.)
and just tried to have some younger goons murder him. realising this fat old bastard tried to buy her off her family like chattel, a breeding cow, she was about to kill him... when she has an even Worse idea...

1/x

The Wedding Reception
The Crimson Wake Public House pulsed with raucous energy on this festive evening, its common room a chaotic tapestry of Waterdeep’s Docks Ward denizens. Sailors, rogues, and locals mingled with a scattering of finely dressed noblewomen—friends of the bride—around a massive bench formed by tables shoved together. The air hung heavy with the rich aroma of roast boar, venison, and fowl, their sizzling juices dripping onto platters as tankards of wine sloshed freely. Garran Steelflame, the broad-shouldered barbarian who’d footed the bill, sat at the head of the table, his new wife Sandra perched in his lap. Her silver-blonde hair spilled over her shoulders, framing a wicked grin as she pressed kisses to his weathered face, their hands entwined in a display of unabashed affection.

2/x
Against a sturdy beam stood Lord Theron Ironspire, a pitiful figure bound tight with rope, his eyes forced open by gummed tape—a cruel touch from Sandra herself. A small wooden sign dangled around his neck on a string: "Do not touch the prisoner." His reddened gaze darted helplessly, unable to escape the revelry unfolding before him. As the feast wound down, the crowd sated and rosy with wine, Sandra leaned close to Garran, her lips grazing his ear. Her whispered scheme drew a startled, "Now? Here?" from him, his blue eyes widening in shock yet glinting with intrigue. She murmured again, and he shook his head, a low chuckle rumbling out. "You’re more of my people than you know, woman." With a sly wink, she slipped off his lap and flitted upstairs, leaving him marvelling at her audacity.
Garran rose, striding over to Rukthar the Bold, the towering half-orc bouncer, and Talia Redshank, the fiery-haired halfling barmaid juggling a tray of tankards. He pressed a heavy pouch of gold into Talia’s hands, his voice a conspiratorial rumble. "Hire some clean working girls. Pay ‘em well. Things are about to get wild." Talia’s hazel eyes sparkled, a saucy retort on her lips: "Only the best for your bride, eh, big man?" She darted off, her laughter echoing as she went to fetch the night’s reinforcements.
The room hushed as Elira Moonspray, the elven bardess, strummed her lute, her silver hair aglow in the hearthlight. Her haunting melody of lost loves wove through the din, captivating the crowd—until Talia returned, ushering in a troupe of bright-eyed courtesans who wove through the patrons with flirty giggles. Then, a collective breath caught as Sandra descended the staircase, draped in a simple bedsheet, her bare feet silent on the worn steps. Her hands trembled with nerves, but her chin jutted proudly as she locked eyes with Garran.

3/x
"Now, dear guests," she declared, her voice cutting through the murmurs, "it’s time for the main event—a one-night-only show, never again to grace a public stage!" She pointed imperiously at Garran, who clambered onto the table with a sheepish grin, the crowd parting to clear space. "Introducing Mr. Garran Steelflame!" Leaping up beside him, she strutted forward. "And I am Mrs. Sandra Steelflame!" With a flourish, she stripped Garran bare, tossing his gear into a corner as gasps turned to cheers. Dropping her sheet, she revealed herself—golden skin gleaming, her gaze fixed on Theron, the knight who’d once sought to claim her as property.
Without hesitation, she sank to her knees before Garran, her hands and lips working with shameless fervour, the room erupting in a riotous roar. The courtesans sprang into action, pairing off with eager patrons. Talia launched herself at Rukthar, who caught her with a delighted bellow, tumbling to the floor amid her squeals. Lady Elyra Silvermantle, skirts hiked, seized the dwarf sailor Gorrim Wavebreaker by his beard, pulling him into a fierce embrace—his stunned joy plain as he accepted her bold offer.
Sandra rose, reclining on the table and beckoning Garran with a sultry tilt of her head. She turned to Theron, her voice a venomous taunt: "I promised we’d not touch a hair on your head, coward! Now watch, you foul old pig—watch a real man and his woman!" Garran claimed her then, their bodies locked in passionate rhythm, the table groaning beneath them. The common room dissolved into a symphony of lust—groans, sighs, and crude whispers like "Gods, she’s got a pair!" and "He’s huge!" rippling through the air as the crowd stole glances at the couple’s fervour.

4/x
Theron’s muffled protests drowned in the chaos, his taped eyes burning with impotent fury. Sandra’s triumphant laughter soared above it all, her hands gripping Garran as their love blazed defiantly, a raucous celebration of freedom amidst the Crimson Wake’s unrestrained debauchery.
The Crimson Wake Public House, nestled in the gritty heart of Waterdeep’s Docks Ward, thrummed with wild, unrestrained life that fateful evening. The common room sprawled before the senses like a chaotic tapestry, its low ceiling supported by weathered wooden beams stained black with years of smoke and salt air. Lanterns swayed from rusted hooks, casting a flickering golden glow that danced across the uneven stone walls, their surfaces pitted and scarred by decades of raucous nights. Long tables of dark oak stretched across the floor, their surfaces sticky with spilled ale and littered with the remnants of a feast—gnawed bones of roasted boar, venison haunches dripping with fat, and fowl carcasses picked clean by eager hands. The air was a heady brew of scents: the rich, savoury aroma of meat sizzling over the open hearth, the sharp bite of cheap ale and rich wine pooling in shallow puddles, and the earthy, primal musk of sweat-soaked bodies pressed close in the heat of passion.
The evening had begun with decorum, a wedding reception to honour Garran Steelflame, a broad-shouldered warrior with a blacksmith’s hands, and his bride, Sandra Steelflame—once Lady Lyssandra Wavecrest, a noblewoman of refined beauty now shedding her polished veneer. But as the night deepened, the veneer cracked, and the celebration spiralled into a bacchanal of unbridled desire. The room became a living, breathing entity, pulsing with the energy of its occupants—dockside regulars in patched leathers and noblewomen in silks now torn and askew, their boundaries dissolved by ale, wine and lust.

5/x
The common room was a sea of writhing forms, a mosaic of flesh and fervour. Dockside regulars, their faces weathered by sun and sea, mingled with noblewomen whose pale skin gleamed like moonlight against the rough-hewn crowd. Mira Saltwhisper, a wiry half-elf sailor with a braid of sun-bleached hair unravelling down her back, lounged against a table’s edge, her calloused fingers tracing the rim of a dented tankard. Her sea-green eyes glinted with mischief as she murmured low, sultry words to a flushed merchant, his velvet doublet unbuttoned to reveal a heaving chest. Hos head buried between her thighs, eagerly devouring her. Nearby, Talia Redshank, the halfling barmaid with a mane of fiery curls, Rode Rukthar the half orc bouncer her belly bulging from his size within her.
Couplings erupted with shameless urgency across the room. A noblewoman, her sapphire silk gown discarded in a crumpled heap, Elyra Silvermantle, knelt before a stout dwarf with a beard like braided iron Gorrim Wavebreaker. Having ridden her dwarf and taken his seed and her pleasure, Her delicate hands gripped his thighs as her lips worked with eager devotion, drawing gruff chuckles and groans from his barrel chest. His thick fingers tangled in her raven hair, guiding her with a roughness softened by delight. Across the floor, a burly sailor pinned a courtesan against a wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust with the rhythm of the tides. Her cries rose sharp and wild, her painted nails digging into his shoulders, until his release flooded her, his seed spilling into her willing belly as she shuddered against him. Elsewhere, a wiry thief teased a merchant’s wife with deft fingers, her gasps mingling with the clink of coins spilling from her purse as she surrendered to his touch.

6/x
But the fervour was fleeting. One by one, the revellers faltered, their stamina drained by excess. The dwarf slumped back with a groan, his partner wiping her lips with a satisfied smirk, gulping noisily. The sailor staggered away, manhood swinging, leaving the courtesan to slide down the wall, her breath ragged, sex twitching and oozing seed. Bodies collapsed across benches and floors—limbs tangled, eyes glazed, chests heaving—exhausted and spent, their fires guttering out in the steamy haze.
Yet amidst this fading chaos, Garran and Sandra Steelflame burned bright, an unquenchable flame at the room’s heart. They had claimed a sturdy oak table as their stage, its surface groaning under their weight as they entwined in a dance of love and lust. Garran’s powerful frame towered over his bride, his skin glistening with sweat that traced the contours of his muscled arms and broad chest. His fiery hair clung damply to his brow, and his blue eyes locked onto Sandra with a ferocity softened by adoration. His hands—rough from years amongst the wilds and at the blade—gripped her hips, guiding her with a rhythm that was both tender and commanding.
Sandra was a vision of wild beauty, her Silver hair spilling in tangled waves down her back, her noble heritage evident in the elegant curve of her neck and the flush of her Golden Bronze skin. Bare and unashamed, her body arching to meet Garran’s every thrust. Each climax ripped through her like a tempest, her cries echoing off the rafters—raw, unrestrained, and stripped of all decorum. “Fuck me harder, Garran!” she snarled, her voice a guttural growl that belied her noble upbringing. “Gods, yes—fill me, you bastard!” Her nails raked his back, leaving red trails, and her legs tightened around him, urging him deeper.

7/x
Garran’s response was a wolfish grin, a low growl rumbling from his chest as he met her demands. His pace was relentless, his discipline forged in battle and tempered by love, and their union became a performance that held the room captive. The weary revellers, their own passions extinguished, turned their bleary eyes to the couple. The dwarf paused, his tankard halfway to his lips. The courtesan propped herself up, her gaze wide with awe. Even those still stirring—men groping, women teasing—faltered, their hands stilling as they watched, transfixed by the sheer vitality unfolding before them.
Elira Moonspray, the elven bardess, observed from her perch astride Hrothgar Brinefist, a burly human brawler with a shaved head and ruddy skin, her lithe form swaying with practiced grace as she rode him. Her silver hair shimmered in the lanternlight, cascading over her shoulders like liquid moonlight, and her violet eyes darted between her lover and the scene she sought to immortalise. Her quill scratched furiously across the pages of a leather-bound journal, ink smudging under her fingers as she captured every detail—the guests’ collapse, the couple’s vigour, the air thick with the tang of lust and ale. “A performance for the ages,” she murmured, her voice a soft melody beneath the cacophony. “Their passion shall echo in song, a tale of love and excess.” The scribe groaned beneath her, his hands clutching her thighs, but she pressed on, her mind as sharp as her quill, determined to weave Garran and Sandra’s night into her next epic ballad.

8/x
The night reached its zenith as Sandra’s final scream—sharp and shattering—pierced the air, matched by Garran’s triumphant shout. His control broke, his seed surging within her in a flood of release that marked the culmination of their relentless passion. Sandra collapsed beneath him, her chest heaving, her skin flushed dark from exertion. Her breath came in ragged gasps, but a wicked gleam sparked in her amber brown eyes. With a sudden burst of energy, she rolled him onto his back, straddling his hips with a predator’s grace. Her hands splayed across his chest, fingers digging into his flesh as she began to grind slowly, riding him with a tired yet defiant determination.
“That concludes the night’s performance,” she wheezed, her voice hoarse but laced with playful mischief. “Please, enjoy the provided entertainments.” The crowd, far from sated, erupted in a ragged chorus of “Encore! Encore!” Their voices were a mix of exhaustion and admiration, hands slapping tables and boots stomping the floor. Sandra’s laughter rang out, bright and unyielding, as Garran groaned in mock resignation beneath her. With a smirk, she raised and lowered her hips once more, her movements deliberate and teasing, using him again as the room cheered her on.

9/x fin
As the revelry stretched into the early hours, the sounds of pleasure and exertion seeped beyond the Crimson Wake’s steamy, fogged windows. They drifted into the cool embrace of the night, curling through the narrow streets of the Docks Ward like whispers of a fading dream. Above Waterdeep, the stars glittered in silent witness, their cold light a serene counterpoint to the heat and chaos within. The cries of the revellers softened, swallowed by the gentle sigh of the breeze rustling through the harbour, as the city slumbered on, oblivious to the passionate saga that had unfolded within its walls.
One by one, the guests stumbled into the night—some arm in arm, others alone—their footsteps unsteady on the cobblestones, their laughter trailing behind them like echoes of a song half-remembered. The Crimson Wake grew quiet, its hearth dimming to embers, its air settling into stillness. Garran and Sandra, at last, disentangled themselves from their makeshift stage, their bodies weary but their spirits alight. Hand in hand, they climbed the creaking stairs to their chamber, the door closing behind them with a soft thud, sealing their union in the privacy of the night.
And so, beneath the vast, knowing sky, the wedding night of Garran and Sandra Steelflame drew to its close—a celebration of love, desire, and endurance that would linger in the memories of all who witnessed it, a tale whispered in taverns and sung by bards long after the last guest had staggered home.

best wedding ever, or best wedding ever?

>when your family tries to sell your nubile young ass off to some fat old rich guy, so you marry a hot young hunk of man meat, and then proceed to spend the entire night fucking his brains out in a public house's common room in the middle of an orgy, while the fat old rich guy can't even look away or close his eyes and has to watch you take load after load from your man.

>>95977462
Check Rangers and DK Subclasses1.0 in the homebrew folder.

>>95978182
sounds gay as hell bro

>>95978982
you fantasise about BEING the woman, going out and getting gangbanged by bandits and monsters.

you faggot ass tranny.

>>95979036
I don't, actually
that's why I called that post gay

>>95979086
ah, so you're lying. AND are retarded. Lrn2ReadingComprehension

>Fire-Bomb
>Cost: 100 gold
>A dangerous bomb with the potential to blow up even the one using it! It does AoE damage, 5 Fire Damage for each Success against all enemies in the same range band using the Throwing Skill. For each 1 rolled, the user also takes 2 Fire Damage. You get 10 Fire-Bombs.
>You get 10 Fire-Bombs.
By the way, LA Anon... is damage from bombs mitigated by armor?

Hey /lewd/, first time poster here.
Can one of you come collect your retard from /srpgg/ please?
>>95978617
>>95978625
>>95978642
>>95978645
He's causing issues.

>>95979427
Ala' hue snack bar! anon. become the mad bomber you want to see.

>>95979439
yeah sure thing bro let me head over and physically grab him and take him back here that'll work we're very capable of doing that

>>95979518
Cheers man, just drag him behind the bar and we'll give him a good kicking together, biker style.

>>95979523
you couldn't fucking give a little ol' granny a kicking. you're a misbegotten tardwhale or a freakish little twig skinny fat mutant with 2% muscle mass.

fucking playing 'internet tough guy' in fucking 2025? what are you, 12?

>>95979575
>He's over here seething instead of over there shitting up threads
Glad to see it worked, stay in your retard containment zone instead of bothering the rest of us.

>To the rest of /lewd/, I don't mean all of you, I imagine you have a special little pen in the corner for this poster given how none of you responded or reacted to his posts here either, lel

>>95979596
now ad populum? definitely underage.

>>95979609
>No, you have to be rude to them as well as me
Nah, I've got no beef with the rest of /lewd/, they're all cool.
You ain't though.

>>95979575
stop boring us we want entertainment
get colorful with the insults or stop clogging the smut line

>>95970157
cry about it voyeur

>>95980769
It's no use Anon, some people are too retarded to understand that most people who play female chaaracters is not because they fantasize to being one but because they want to have her get into sexy stuff like any porno movie you watch

>>95980847
Exactly. It's like pimpin' hos.

>>95980769
>>95980847
He's just the kind of man that names a dude when you ask who his favorite porn star is. Not gay at all.

Not that there's anything wrong with that!

I'm thinking of doing a pokemon lewd solo game. What is more fun?
>being a male trainer who collects monster girls and bangs female trainers he beats
>being a female trainer who has to whore herself out for money when she loses and has to avoid being raped by wild pokemon

>>95980924
says the tranny faggot who fantasises about being a woman getting raped by monsters etc.

>>95981269
>majority of pron videogames have a woman as protagonist
>Y-you are all trannies, T-TRANNIES I SAY! REEEEEE

>>95981477
yes. you are. if you play as the woman and get her fucked etc, you're a gay faggot tranny who just wants to be homosexual IRL.

>>95981477
>majority of pron videogames have a woman as protagonist
Wtf are you talking about? 90% of porn games on any site I've seen are male-protagonist.

>>95981537
Meet and Fuck doesn't count, Steve

>>95981521
You should get a job at a cinema

>>95974954
where do you get your tables from?
general question for the thread if anyone has cool tables laying around

>be elf orphan.
>be raised by halflings, and used as a farm animal because you're so big and strong.
>read and study every book you can beg, borrow or lend
>hit puberty
>be only boy who takes militia training seriously
>fight off wolf pack single-handed while the shiriffs laze back.
>be declared a minor 'folk hero' for 'assisting' the shiriffs in defeating an 'army' or 'worg riding goblins'
>halfling girls and women realise you are hung like a horse, big even if they were elves or human.
>get real friendly and intimate with many of them, naively thinking you found a wife
>develop insatiable lust for carnal pleasure, but its ok, you have a sweetheart!
>until mother or father say no more elf cock for you, girl!
>halfling girl or woman says 'its not you its me"
>but one girl says "no" to her parents, swears she will have elf cock for every meal of the day.
>finish work one day, sore and exhausted from imitating a plough horse.
>the village Council fathers ambush you and bludgeon you with clubs. driving you out
>spend years wandering, caravan guard, blacksmith, carpenter, shop guard, inn bouncer.
>always move on whenever some girl or woman tries to get some of that elf dick
>get richer, stronger, smarter, armour weapons.
>head back home for some good ol' fashioned revenge
>stupid old bastards going to see what longsword to the face has to say about what ganging up to beat and kick the shit out of a kid gets you.
>still tho' that halfling pussy was soooooo tight. want more

>stillday dreaming, be ambushed by goblins.
>cut and shoot the silly buggers down
>take a little break, before resting up and tracking them back to their nest.
>build fire at entrance, smoke em out.
>hack and slash and stab the little shits as they come running out.
>no more gobs? good
>take a breather, and then head in.
>bunch of gobs at the rear of a chamber, cringing away, while big gob snarls curses and threats, demanding they fight.
>rush forward and stab the fucker one-two buckle my shoe, you sonovabitch, stone dead.
>now the goblins in the back decide 'oh right we got weapons too' and 'there's more of us than im.'
> except they raise their weapons and slaughter 'and the younglings too'
>WTAF?
>but wait, it gets weirder. they're stripping now? and HOLY BOOBS. Boobs everywhere! asses, big green butts and glorious thighs. little butts, round butts, flat butts. big tits pert tits, banana tits, all the tits
>died and one to heaven
>be buried under giggling pile of horny greenskins gone into heat.
>try to survive Days of fucking.
>barely do.
And that is how Roderic Hollowvale the elf orphan became the Goblin lord.

>>95982784
...I make them?

Anybody got the Randy Encounters pdf? I lost my collection.

New thread up >>95988435