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The B(ring)Y(our)O(own)K(ink)Meme

Everyone has a favorite kink or scene or prompt they love to play out - and even if you don't, there has to be something you've always wanted to try, right? A kink? A premise? A prompt? While memes these days are doing great at covering fetishes and coming up with great premises, you can't expect them to cover everything anyone could ever want. There are just too many unique ideas out there!

This meme tries to solve that problem by being a catch-all and hinging on a very simple premise: bring what YOU want to play and focus on that! It puts the power of choosing the direction of threads entirely in your hands. Find other people who will be totally down with playing what you want to play, and let them know just what you're interested in. Simple, right? It's just like a BYOB barbecue, only a lot sexier.

How To Play:
- Comment with your character. DON'T LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. Instead, copy and paste the information below and fill it out to suit your needs. Or use your own ideas.

kink name/scenario here

information goes here. wax poetic about titfucking or be sparse as you see fit.

- Be as specific or as vague as you want. You can put a kink and the definition (i.e., paizuri), or go all out with a scenario description ("I want my character to get fucked by his brother, who is an alien octopus"). Include pictures to serve as prompts if you'd like, but please link to anything that could be considered triggering instead of embedding it. Otherwise, all ideas, kinks, AUs, prompts, and scenarios welcome.

- Comment to people whose ideas and kinks are relevant to your interests.

- Thread those puppies out!

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[ Like a kid on Christmas morning it takes no time for Kuroko to react to those words. She can open her eyes and get her present; what could be better? The answer will shock you! Or it'll shock her. Seeing the tight fitting outfit just viciously clinging to Akira's body is enough to send the dirtiest of thoughts to her head, blood to her stupid smiling face, and oh look she's sitting up, completely alert and

and yeah her hands are twitching. She needs something to fill them, quickly. ]

Holy hell you look stupid, don't you? [ She flashes her best worst smile as she pours on the criticism because she's not under the obligation to make sure dear Akira feels good about this. It's blackmail after all; not seduction.

Eyeing up the near spilling tits on offer pushes her over the edge and she quickly beckons for Akira to come over. Of course she does motion like she would to a cat and she's no doubt told her toy for the evening that cat swimsuit fan service characters should crawl, but will Akira remember that in the face of the building humiliation? ]

Are you sure nobody knows about you? Super sure?

[Akira shrinks down, wincing in humiliation. It's not just enough that Kuroko is seeing her dressed in such an awful way, she has to insult her to rub salt in the wound. Twisting her head further away from her tormentor, she shuts her eyes hard as she presses her arms together, inadvertently thrusting her breasts out further in the process. The way the swimsuit clings to her body, her thick nipples are impossible to miss.]

If you're not happy with this outfit, then... [She has a brief flash of hope that Kuroko might let her change, but it's gone just as fast. If this stupid costume isn't good enough for her, she'll just find another one, possibly even worse. Better to live with the devil she knows than tempt fate.

Luckily, she's looking through the corner of her eye when Kuroko beckons her to come forward. Unluckily, she doesn't remember she's supposed to crawl, and she comes to her on shaky legs instead of down on all fours. With her mind on so many other things, she's bound to forget an order now and then.]

No one. You're the only person to see me this way. [That's a flagrant lie. Several women on the island have seen her in disguise without realizing who she is, and one knows the whole story. Kuroko doesn't need to know those things, though.]

[ Yes...! Yes! Wincing gives Kuroko strength and only fuels the vile fire rising inside of her; something she's more than happy to let engulf Akira, without even a hint of guilt no less. Only joy is allowed on her side. In more ways than one because Akira, dear sweet big boobed busty beautiful Akira, is waaaay cuter when she's upset.

Kuroko bounces up and down where she's sitting while the mental struggle of the decade rages away infront of her. It's amazing what you can do with a bit of lying, a bit of breaking, a bit of entering and a whole lot of cruelty. Instead of cutting Akira's suggestion about changing the outfit off mid way Kuroko lets the sentence die a natural death. Again; it's waaaaay more fun that way. ]

Woah, woah! Stop what you're doing before I get mad!

[ Suddenly she's shouting and Akira shouldn't have any doubt in her mind that she done goofed. Walking like a person instead of a slutty swimsuit catgirl is one thing but making Kuroko (her Queen lets be honest) rise from her seat? Madness!

Akira's hair makes the perfect grabbing point for Kuroko. She seizes her sharply and shoves down, forcing her to the ground like she really was a pet. No, wait, pets wouldn't be treated so roughly. ]

I told you to walk like this, remember? ♥ That's strike one and you must know what happens at strike three.

[ She spills the beans, basically. Oh well; she goes back to sitting, thumping her butt onto the bed with a heavy sigh and a lazy gesture for Akira to get a move on... but in a wild contrast to moments before her face is radiating glee, she's drooling, and bliss has never looked so evil. ]

Come on; I want to play with your tits already!

[It's amazing how quickly Kuroko managed to twist Akira's dream of embracing her femininity around and turn it into a nightmare. For the last three years, she's dreamed of being able to look like a girl again, to stop wearing that incredibly constricting bra and be free from having to lie, and now she's being blackmailed to do exactly that. The saddest part of all, if only she'd agreed to keep it a secret of volition, maybe they could have done something like this and both enjoyed it.

She stiffens and stands up straight when Kuroko begins to shout. There's no possible way that's a good thing, and she immediately starts wracking her mind to figure out what happened to make her do it. Too late, she remembered what Kuroko had said about walking on all fours. Time for another one of those winces, this time in preparation for what's probably going to be a very unpleasant encounter.]

I'm sorry, Kuroko, I forgot to crawl, I-

[She gasps when a hand curls up in her short hair, then briefly cries out before remembering to keep quiet as she's forced downward. Akira hits the ground hard, and for a second, she lies there in a heap, wallowing in self-pity before pushing herself back up again to sit back on her legs.]

Yes, Kuroko. I'm sorry. I'll do better.

[This is the first mention of strikes, but knowing her, going to strike three is an extremely bad idea that Akira will be doing her very best to avoid. This time, she crawls like she's told, grimacing at the way the too-tight swimsuit rides up her ass all the way until she's kneeling at Kuroko's feet.]

Would you like me on the bed, or should I wait down here? [Like a good kitty, she'll only get on the furniture when she's invited to.]

Bring it.

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