THE BREEDING STABLE MEME

[ageplaying]

THE LOVE HOTEL BREEDING STABLE

The Love Hotel is the perfect microcosm for experimentation. This is why an alien race of scientists has set up shop here before taking on the rest of the worlds. What are they doing? It's hard to say whether they're trying to create to perfect, suggestible being or compliant cattle, but one thing's for certain: they're breeding people. Through drugs and serums, (mostly) females will be the mares and (mostly) males the studs of this new race, producing offspring and other much-needed resources such as milk and semen. And how are they getting their test subjects...?

It seems like only a few seconds ago that you were going about your business, whatever that is. You blacked out somehow, though, and now things are different. A few things are different, actually. The first thing you might notice is the condition of your person. You're sore all over, like you've been poked and prodded and injected with the world's worst flu shot. Your throat is sore, too. Also of importance is your clothing; or, rather, your lack thereof. You're naked, completely, and this allows you to see your new accessories. Somewhere on your body, perhaps on your arm, your stomach, or your chest, is a brand. It's fresh, the skin still raised and tender to the touch. The symbol is a strange character of an unknown language, encircled by a thick curve. Not far from the brand is a tattoo, also new. The black ink forms a barcode, with similar alien characters beneath it. Finally, you're now sporting...an earring? No, not an earring. It's some kind of tag. The second thing you might notice is your new surroundings. If you're familiar at all with stables or dairy farms or the like, you'll know right off it's a stall. It's not very big, though perhaps a bit bigger than the standard. The floor is covered with hay. The walls, on the other hand, are steel and tall, making the space much higher than it is wide. At the very top, there are bars (not very good for peering through, however) and a light fixture of some sort. Really, everything doesn't look too remarkable, but it is in one respect: you can't get out. There is absolutely no way to escape, no matter what you do. There doesn't appear to be a door, and the walls are seamless. That's alien technology for you. The bars up top aren't really bars, as they're covered in plexiglass all around. That shouldn't matter, you say. You have the power to get out, anyway! Sorry, but not quite. No matter if you're Joe Blow off the street or a powerful cosmic deity, there's something that keeps you from busting out. A force field? Maybe. Who knows? Despite this, though, you have bigger fish to fry. And that's in the form of the third thing you will probably notice. You're not alone. Someone else is in the stall with you, and they're in a similar state. Naked, branded, tagged. They can't get out, either, even if they're a super spy or a mercenary with years of training. Both of you are here, in this same boat. But why? Really, it's not that hard to figure out. Just look at the scenario. All signs point to one thing: you're intended to have sex. Of course, you probably won't want to. You won't be persuaded or tempted, either, because you have an iron will. That's fine. But you'll break. Remember that soreness? Well, that's because of the experimentation and the drugs. You see, you've been injected, drip fed, and otherwise filled with serums and cocktails by the people who brought you here during your little blackout. The aphrodisiacs at the Hotel? They're gateway drugs, child's play compared to these. The stuff is seeping through your veins right now, embracing every cell and sliding into your brain. Soon enough, very soon, you'll need sex like breathing. The more you resist, the more glassy-eyed you become, until you've lost everything that could be considered humanity or decency or decorum and you just have to fuck. The two of you will be rutting like animals, no matter who the other is. You'll want to claim them, want to fill them or be filled by them and fulfill the basic drive of life: procreate. That's not all, either. The drugs are doing all kinds of amazing things to you that you can't even feel or sense. Not only are they making you so fertile that almost any sex will result in certain pregnancy, but also making you physically addicted to sex. You have to breed or be bred now. The serums are also changing your brain chemistry to make you better at this. You're becoming more docile, more susceptible to instructions from your "masters," and much more accepting of your fate. Why would you want to leave here? To help with this, the drugs create a loyalty to your partner- no, your mate, as well. In fact, the drugs have many effects on different test subjects. The scientists have been talking about it recently. Not that you'd know, but there's been a memo sent discussing just that. To: ███ From: ███ RE: Effects of the drugs The serum still needs to be perfected. This is what the technicians have seen so far. The following have been observed in all test subjects: -Increased fertility -Heightened libido to the point of sex addiction -Decrease in inhibitions and morals to the point of shamelessness -Increased suggestibility -Greater docility -In males and certain females, increase in dominance -In females and certain males, increase in submission -Acceptance of their situation -Increased stamina -Some degree of territorial behavior -Loyalty/fondness for their mates The following have been observed in some test subjects: -Breast expansion -Lactation -Expansion of hips and rear -Semen addiction -Increased semen production to levels previously impossible for their species -Genital enlargement -Decrease in intelligence, some to such an animal-like state that speech capacity is gone -Appearance of penises on females and vaginas on males -Male pregnancy -Weight gain -Masochism -Desire for sex with beings outside their own species/non-humanoids -Oral fixation Clearly, more testing needs to be done. Regards, ███ But maybe, just maybe, you weren't kidnapped. Maybe you're not here because you were kidnapped. Perhaps you're here to work. After all, there's a lot to do! Milking needs to be done, discipline problems broken in, and brainwashing- I mean, re-education- is in important process. There are plenty of job opportunities for go-getters who don't mind getting their hands dirty. No matter what the reason, you're here at The Love Hotel Breeding Stables, so you might as well smile and accept it. After all, a happy stable makes happy cattle.

[OOC: Pretty much all the information you need is the post. Basically, your character is kidnapped and drugged into becoming a breeding animal. Feel free to take it any direction you'd like; timeskips are encouraged to show how your characters are reacting, for pregnancies, etc. 1. Comment with your character. Put the name, canon, and preferences in the subject line as usual. 2. In the body of the comment, put what you are interested in playing and what you don't want to (ie, interested in lactation, no futa, so on and so forth). You may also want to set up a scene. DO NOT LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. Leaving your comment blank will result it in being deleted. 3. Have fun and respect others' preferences.]

Comments

John Watson | BBC Sherlock

[captainwatson]

[[ooc: Open for everything, prefer to be 'bred']]

France || Hetalia || OTA

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[No lactation/genderswap stuff - but this is the one meme I will accept mpreg for him. Feel free to have whatever for your characters!]

[flowerbucho]

[Yukimura woke up with a low groan. He felt the same way that he had felt after waking up from his operation and that could not be a good sign. That operation had been years ago and he had no new one scheduled. Blinking his eyes open he got it confirmed that things wasn't good. This placed looked like a stable and he was naked. And what was that sore mark on his hip? It looked like a tattoo of some kind, but he had no tattoos. His parents would go insane on him if he got one. This situation didn't looked bright at all and he was feeling something strange growing inside of him underneath that soreness.]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[Francis had woken not ten minutes before Yukimura, and he had come to nearly the same conclusions. Except for the tattoo - how dare someone mar his beautiful body with this ugly thing?

He could feel himself becoming aroused - and just at the sight of the other man in the stable. And when he began to wake up and move a little...God, but what was this? He swallowed.]

Are you...alright? Not hurt?

[Wow, when had it gotten so difficult to speak?]

[flowerbucho]

[Having put down more attention on himself and not all of his surroundings, Yukimura hadn't noted the other before he spoke up. Upon hearing the voice he closed his legs to keep some form of modesty before turning to look at the person that was locked up with him. And by the love of tennis he was naked as well.]

I, um think I'm fine...

[His mouth felt strangely dry. Like the soreness or strange feeling wasn't enough, now he was in need of water as well and all he could see in here was the other man and straw.]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[Francis nodded, languidly moving to a lock of golden hair behind his ear. It made him shiver, and he realized something. He licked his lips, swallowed. And frowned.]

...is it...very warm in here? Is your mouth dry?

Re: France || Hetalia || OTA

[63usofa]

[Would nyotalia characters be alright in your book?]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[Sure would~ Would you care to start?]

[63usofa]

[This situation was entirely new for America, and if she were in her right mind, unwelcome. She did not like being put into a cage, and bound in a stock. Nor did she like the itching desire that she felt between her legs with her body suddenly becoming hot and bothered with feelings of lust and a certain need to be filled. Try as she might there was no way for her to escape and take care of that need by herself either.

Rubbing her thighs together in a desperate attempt to a leave some of the pressure welling up within her. It was becoming almost unbearable for her. Then she heard another being enter into her cage.

Moving her head and eyes around wildly in an attempt to see who was brought in to be with her, only to come up short. So instead she shouted out a greeting to her visitor.]

H-hey, who's there!

[OOC: This scenario and setup alright?]

Loki Laufeyson | mcu, ttdw | ota

[god_of_badassery]

Selina Kyle ~*~ DCU Batman ~*~ M/F

[catsgotclaws]

[no mpreg, but pregnancy for Selina is a-okay. Everything else is welcomed.]

John Young ➢ The Tomorrow People ➢ OTA

[tomarrow]

[ Up for most anything. Preference for submission, though he won't go down easily; can be dominant for castmates. Can keep some limited telekinesis/telepathy.

I'd prefer giving him a vagina to anal impregnation. Dudes, ladies with dicks, ladies with vaginas all welcome. ]

Koga | Pokemon | M/M

[ninjaskills]

[Open to lots of the list, especially vaginas appearing on males. Would prefer for him to be submissive. Very interested in younger men (he is, after all, a DILF) to wreck him. Mpreg is very much loved. Please no scat, asphyxiation or gore.]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[ooc: Francis isn't exactly younger, but younger looking? I could AU him if you'd like?]

[ninjaskills]

[OOC: It's up to you! Younger looking is just as fine for me. Is there anything you don't want to do off the list?]

[voulezvouscoucheravecmoi]

[ooc: Scat, gore, major violence. Your prefs are cool with me, Francis can roll with them!.]

[He wakes up throbbing. In more ways than one. He's got a headache that seems to be slowly fading, and he's also erect, nearly painfully so. All he can really think about his surroundings are that they're not home, and he wonders where his clothes went - but that's not important. There seems to be another person in the...stable.]

Kakuzu || Naruto || OTA

[avarice_pays]

[No scat or mpreg for this guy, he's likely to be the dominant. Here for all your violence needs.

Care to tango with the tentacle monster?

Also, my kingdom for a Hidan...]

[beloud]

[Squalo was pacing the room back and fort in a for now quiet rage that only got fuelled by the growing heat in his body. Whoever the fuck that had placed him here would be cut to ribbons. He just had to find his sword first and his left hand as well. Who the hell stole someone's fake hand? Probably someone that suspected that weapons might be hidden in it and that was true. Still he would fucking kill the ones responsible for this. Locking him up like some form of animal and who knew what they had done to him while he had been out cold.]

[avarice_pays]

[What they had done to you, Squalo, is not what you need to be worrying about. What you do need to worry about is the rather large man in the corner who is currently waking up.

Kakuzu feels like he's been drugged. His senses are slowly getting sharper, and he realizes someone else is in the room. Hidan? No...someone else. He frowns, realizing he's apparently in some stable and also nude, his stitched-together body showing clearly. He was still working at working off the sedation, but he was getting more pissed off by the minute. A low baritone voice grumbled.]

...where the hell is this.

[It didn't matter who you were, he was going to kill you when he got proper control of his body.]

[beloud]

[Well it seemed like that stitched up body wasn't a corpse. How nice with some living company. Actually Squalo had much preferred for the other to be dead. Then he could went his frustration on the body without having to care about the risk of getting his ass kicked. No matter how much he prided himself with his skills with a blade he knew that hand to hand wasn't really his thing.]

How the fuck should I know!

[But he was pissed enough to not care that he might be in a bad position here. Or more like that he never would admit that he was in a situation he hadn't control over.]

Catwoman | OTA

[lifeuntamed]

[Two different types of Catwomen to choose from! Because why not. Fine with most all options. Really, just ask.]

Mellia | Knights in the Nightmare | OTA

[fallen_from_asgard]

Grunt | Mass Effect | OTA

[tank_boy]

Prince Hal | The Hollow Crown | OTA

[enables_men]

Sherlock Holmes || Sherlock BBC || talk to me about what you want? I can probably make it work

[desecrated]