To the extreme

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The Extreme Kink Meme

For many of those kinks that aren't covered by the other kink memes. WARNING: WILL CONTAIN TRIGGERS, READ WITH CAUTION.

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- Post with your character/canon in the subject line. Be sure to include preferences in either the subject line or comment, detailing what you are or are not interested in playing.
- Tag other people by hitting up the RNG, rolling to pick a category and then a relevant prompt below.
- There will be absolutely no kink-shaming. Do not tag a player with a kink they've said they don't like. No abuse or harassment (unless it's the sexy IC kind) is tolerated.
- This meme is guaranteed to include triggers, squicks, and adult times. Be conscientious of yourself and of your fellow roleplayers.


DOMINANCE (1)
1. Forced orgasm/orgasm denial - Maybe making your partner beg for it. Maybe making them beg you to stop.
2. Breathplay - When you control even how they breathe.
3. Sensory deprivation - So they perceive nothing but your touch.
4. Dub-con - Whether they like it or not.
5. Non-con - They definitely don’t like it. You don’t care.
6. Somnophilia - While you were sleeping...
7. Fisting - Inside them past the wrist.
8. Mind Control - Congratulations: you have powers of hypnosis, or telepathy. All the better to subdue your partner.
9. Master/slave or master/pet dynamics - You own them, and everything they are.
10. Piercings/tattoos/branding/scarification - Leaving a permanent mark.
11. Humiliation - Someone deserves to be taken down a peg or two.
12. Aftercare - You’ve exhausted them. Time to bathe, cuddle, and put them back together again.

GENDERPLAY (2)
1. Forced feminization/masculinization - Who’s a good little girl?
2. Pegging/Femdom - because guys aren’t the only ones who can bend someone over a desk and fuck ‘em.
3. Breast expansion - Hmm, let’s make a few adjustments here...
4. Pregnancy, fertilization, breeding - You just can’t wait to have a child.
5. Human cattle/livestock - Milking, feeding, mucking ‘em out.
6. Bimbo/slut transformation - They only exist to fuck. Preferably to fuck you.

VIOLENCE (3)
1. Bloodplay - Mmmm. Tastes like pennies.
2. Vore - Who’s hungry?
3. Mutilation - including castration, amputation, evisceration

ANATOMY (4)
1. Watersports - A golden shower.
2. Xenophilia, tentacles - Maybe you’re a little too fond of alien anatomy. Or maybe aliens are a little too fond of you...
3. Inflation - You’ve taken so much that you’re swollen.
4. Sounding - Slide it right down the center of his cock.
5. Medical kink - Oh, doctor, I have a terrible problem...
6. Enemas - To clean you out everywhere.
7. Extreme size difference - possibly even anatomically impossible sex
8. Multiple penetration - As many as you can take.

AGEPLAY (5)
1. Age difference - May-December
2. Extreme age difference - ...February-December?
3. Underage sex - They might not know what they’re doing, but they’ll try.
4. Virginity - Time to deflower one partner or another.

OTHER (6)
1. Fucking machines - When human stamina just isn’t enough
2. Ritualistic sex - a religious sacrifice, a cult demand.
3. Gangbang - They’re all here, and they all want you.
4. Multiple - Pick two of the above.
5. Multiple multiple - pick 3-5 of the above.
6. Challenge - Include 5+ of the above.
7. Wild card - Don’t like any of the options? Come up with your own!

[originally posted by treebizarre ]

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[metaphobia]

Florina could hear the rustling of large leathery wings, as the giant black wyvern rose behind her. The man riding it was clad in thick black robes and spiked armor, and in his hands was a thick purple tome that floated before him.

[shy_flier]

Florina put on more speed. She couldn't just turn around and attack the sudden presence behind her and her pegasus; her instincts were honed, but she still needed to know just what she was dealing with here.

[metaphobia]

The Tactician had chosen poorly to send this flier out alone, it seemed to Lindstrom.

Perhaps that was disingenuous, the route had seemed undefended and tactically sound, exactly the way he had decided to make it appear, to better pick off Eliwood's forces. This one would be the first.

Lindstrom opened his legendary tome, Hydra, and unleashed its dark energy, merging it with his own spirit power. From around Florina, dark shadowy serpentine heads amassed, snapping at her and her mount.

[shy_flier]

It was the fate of pegasus knights; scouting missions that can send them into incredible danger. Florina was... somewhat prepared for this, but she wasn't going to just give up and die either, darting around again and again until finally a snapping head tears into her mount's flank and one of her arms.

[metaphobia]

Lindstrom quietly exults when his spells finally strike. But he wasn't content with that.

He presses his energy into the spell, a surge of energy and strength, each head pulling at opposite directions to rip Florina from her mount.

[shy_flier]

Florina yelps as she's pulled on; she's strapped to her pegasus, leaving them both dangling apart but still connected as her arm is mangled beyond any real effective use, and her pegasus panics, legs flailing.

[metaphobia]

The tome has done its work, so Lindstrom sets it aside, pulling out a huge black battleaxe, burnt obsidian, etched with gold runes.

The hydras heads have slowed the faster Pegasus enough for him to close the distance, and the wicked blade slashes down on the neck of the Pegasus, felling it in a single blow.

Florina and its corpse plummet, and Lindstrom's wyvern follow suit, diving down as they fall. It's claws extend, snatching Florina out of the air with its front claws and snapping the restraints with its back pair.

[shy_flier]

"Huey!" Florina cries out the name of her pegasus, reaching out with tears in her eyes as the axe cleaves through most of its neck, leaving her precious partner's head dangling - and leaving her suddenly dropping, if only for a moment.

Sobbing and flailing, she starts to swing her fists at the wyvern as it grabs her - better to fall than be captured.

[metaphobia]

Lindstrom definitely agreed with her in that regard, considering what he had in store for her.

"You are mine now, Pegasus knight!" he shouted to her over the wind.

His prey captured, he sheathed his axe again, retrieving his tome. The shadowy serpents came alive around Florina again, but rather than large carnivorous beast heads, instead it was a host of smaller rope-like snakes that slithered across Florina's body. They snipped and tugged and pulled whatever was in reach, popping open clasps, biting through buckles and tearing at clothes. They did not stop at her clothes, either; they bit where they found flesh, puncturing her skin with needle like teeth dozens of times all over her body.

[shy_flier]

This beast was well trained, unfortunately - it didn't flinch at her blows. With one arm weakened and unable to reach a weapon, she can't really hurt a wyvern, leaving her to this magic user's lack of mercy.

Flinching as the tendrils wrap her up, tearing her clothes apart and then digging into her flesh, Florina screams and struggles - he's kept her alive just to torture her?

[metaphobia]

The wyvern juggles her between its claws, twisting her around to disorient her, at one point flinging her into the air, only to catch her again. With trained claws, it rips off the remains of her clothes, leaving her exposed to the harsh wind blowing at them as it flies through the air.

The snakes dissipate, leaving a legion of bloody dots scattered across her body, and a lingering poison that leaves her weakened.

"Good work, Uvig," Lindstrom says, patting his wyvern on the head. "Take us home. We've gotten what we came for."

Uvig flared his nostrils, making a guttural begging grunt. It shuffled Florina in its claws.

Lindstrom smiles. He reaches back and slaps it on the flank. "Take her! Your reward."

Uvig roars in delight. It pulls on Florina's arms, grabbing both of her wrists in its left upper claw. Her left leg is pulled taut with its left back leg, its claw roughly grabbing her around the shin. It's right back leg did similarly with her other leg, pulling her nearly spread-eagle with her back against its chest.

Once she was fixed in position, it reached down with its free claw to position its growing length that had slid free from its sheath, a massive tapered cock that was nearly the length of Florina's torso.

It had perfect leverage to pull her up and position her pussy on its cock, and then it used its back legs to forcibly pull her down, impaling her on its cock.

[shy_flier]

Florina's used to high-speed aerial maneuvers, so at least being tossed doesn't... utterly terrify her. Still, she's left cold and naked, tired from the wounds and poison, her extremities numb as they travel.

It's a shame her whole body isn't numb when they stop, when the wyvern starts to shift her around. Take her? Is he going to - eat her then, she wonders for a moment? But the reality is one of the only things that could be worse than that, as she's positioned, legs splayed out, against its body.

"N-no... no no, no... you can't..." she whimpers as that cock hardens, "i-it'll kill me!"

Eyes wide with terror, mind buzzing with fear, she screams weakly as that cock slams into her, spreading her pussy far, far wider than it ever has been; wide and deep, quickly enough that blood immediately runs down the length still outside of her body.

[metaphobia]

Uvig pulls her hard with its back legs, driving deep inside of her, shoving its length into her as far as it can, stretching the walls of her pussy and tearing them with its girth. It relents for one moment before pulling her down again, and then a third time, her legs threatening to be pulled from their sockets with the force, her skin bruising where its claws tighten around her and pull.

When it becomes obvious that it can't push anymore of itself inside of her, it starts to move its length around inside of her, as if looking for something.

"Uvig likes pretty girls," Lindstrom told her, shouting over the wind so that she could hear him. "Particularly Pegasus Knights. You won't die. Not right away."

Florina felt an even sharper pain as the tip of Uvig's cock found what it was looking for: the entrance to her cervix. It took several exploratory thrusts before it finally pushed her inner opening open enough to start shoving inside, but then the Wyvern shoved himself deeper into her with the same force it had used for its initial penetration.

[shy_flier]

Florina tosses her head back, smacking against the wyvern as she cries out, her pussy stretching and tearing - her head swims and her vision blurs as she's tugged down, her slender body bulging from the girth. She's going to die impaled on a wyvern's penis...

She can barely hear Lindstrom over the wind, and oh good, a compliment and an assurance that she'll live to feel more of this, just what she needs. Gasping for breath, she still isn't ready for that push against her cervix, sobbing as the tip of that massive cock presses against a barrier not meant to be breached like this.

It does so anyways, an even worse pain blossoming deep in her body as her cervix is crushed and penetrated, more flesh tearing, stomach bulging even more grotesquely.

[metaphobia]

Lindstrom once more pulls out his Hydra tome. He takes a few moments to page through, looking for a specific spell.

"Aha, perfect." He raises his arms and draws energy once again through himself and the tome, summoning a tiny red snake that manifests around Florina's body. It is tiny but very long, curling around her body several times despite only being the width of a finger. It slithers to her left breast and bares two disproportionately large fangs that bury themselves into the tissue of her breast.

The pain is slight compared to the large insertion currently digging itself through her lower body, but the effect is instantaneous. The fog which had begun to dull her senses is immediately washed away, leaving her entirely conscious and aware.

"It always disappoints Uvig when they pass out," he shouts to her.

Uvig, meanwhile, continues to fuck Florina's body, his cock now burrowing into her womb. He has to fight to tear open the muscular sphincter of her cervix, still working to fit as much length into her as possible.

[shy_flier]

Florina scarcely notices whatever magic Lindstrom is working; her womb is being savaged and stretched, the rest of her insides compressed by the intrusion, and there's still more to come. She only just catches it before the fangs sink into one of her petite breasts, whimpering as her senses are sharpened; suddenly the pain in her body, filling up her torso, is sharpened, and she cries out again as Uvig pushes harder into her. At this rate he won't be fucking her womb as much as he's fucking her innards, and now her consciousness won't even fade and give her that mercy.

"B...ig... too... much..." the mercenary says weakly, in between sobs and cries of pain.

[metaphobia]

The battlefield, and Eliwoods host, fade into the distance. Soon there is no sign of anything more than the woods below and the mountains in the distance.

Uvig shows a remarkable talent for multitasking, keeping its eyes and wings set on a preconceived destination, unhindered by the motion of its read legs driving its spear of a cock deeper inside of the small Pegasus knight.

Blood covers the insides of Florina's leg and most of Uvig's cock, but after several minutes of forceful thrusting, the wyvern was finally satisfied with the depth it had reached inside of Florina's womb. It was too deep inside of her for her to contemplate, having stopped just short of puncturing the opposite side of her uterous, having only bruised and battered and stretched it to the point where her abdomen was a seething hot mass of agony.

It was here that it began to rhythmically thrust itself in and out of her, its pointy cock striking the upper limit of her uterus with every rotation, stretching the torn open orifices of her pussy and cervix.

Lindstrom rode quietyly, looking on ahead. He was content basking in the sound of her screams and sobs, largely desensitized to them by now. He had other things on his mind.

[shy_flier]

Florina wasn't going to be found, not in time. Her mission was time-consuming enough that they wouldn't notice her missing for too long; there's nothing between her and her fate.

She'll never see Lyn or her sisters again, her life ending with a massive cock ripping her in half, stretching her womb just to its limits as it thrusts into her, blood running down her leg. Unfortunately, it didn't thrust too deep; she'd have preferred it, having her heart crushed, but instead she suffers through it, whimpering while they fly along, shivering from blood loss and the temperature.

[metaphobia]

There was little change in the situation for an interminable time, long minutes that felt like hours. At some point there was a change. Uvig tilted left, accompanied by a sudden descent.

The tree line opened up to reveal a large army encampment. They flew low over tents and barricades, towards a large command tent.

Florina was shifted as they approached, Uvig letting her ankles go with it's back legs, his free front claw instead scooping up her legs so he could set both feet on the ground. It resulted in her body being bent and angled while she was still deeply impaled, causing a new surge of pain as torn flesh was pulled at in new ways.

She was dropped to the dusty floor in front of the tent as Uvig dropped down to the ground to give his rider clearance to disembark. Lindstrom took a few long minutes to untether himself and disembark while Florina was crushed to the ground under Unit's frame.

As soon as Lindstrom was on his feet, Uvig rose from the ground, wrapped its front claws around her body, and renewed its efforts toward fucking her mercilessly.

Two soldiers appeared to greet Lindstrom. The tried their best to only glance at Florida being assaulted.

"When Uvig is done, bring her inside," Lindstrom told them, and then he entered the tent.

[shy_flier]

Even with all the assistance keeping her conscious, her head was still fuzzy as they flew along; the journey, without too much change until they landed, had her staring blankly at the ground until their approach - there would be people there. Onlookers. Florina closed her eyes as they came down, until she was shifted around and her eyes snapped wide open; she cried out, a shaky whimper, and then she had the air knocked out of her as she was pressed to the ground beneath this beast.

Florina sobbed when it resumed its assault on her in earnest, body stretching around that massive cock, no strength left in her limbs to keep them from flopping weakly as she was moved around.

[metaphobia]

After five minutes of watching the massive black scaled beast ravaging the tiny Pegasus knight, the soldiers began to chat.

"He's got some stamina," one mumbles, only slightly lowering his voice, more for the benefit of not disturbing Lindstrom inside the tent than trying to spare Florina his commentary.

"Is she even alive?" The other one asked. "Think this one is going to be given to Uvig as a permanent fucktoy like the last one was?"

"Maybe he'll let us have this one," the other replied.

"You actually want to touch something that's been fucked by a wyvern? You catch blisterfever doing that."

"That's just a myth."

"You want to risk pus blisters on your cock, that's on you."

Their conversation was interrupted by the sounds of Uvig panting and growling. It's claws dug deep into Florina's soft flesh, opening huge gashes in her hips and sides that soaked the ground underneath her in blood. His coco swelled inside of her even bigger than before, and he started to deposit a huge load of thick, scalding seed into her body.

Burning ooze filled her womb, expanding her body. It spilled out into her pussy and then exploding out underneath her, coating her legs and mingling with her blood on the ground.

"Not it on cleaning that shit up," one guard piped up.

"Aw, goddammit."

[shy_flier]

Florina could hear the men; they sounded distant and distorted, but there wasn't much else to really think about, and it was all she had besides being destroyed by Uvig - because he sure did have stamina. As tight as she was, he was still thrusting into her, without killing her.

...damn, would she end up with some kind of horrible blisters inside of her body if she survived this? She deeply wanted to die, to end this, and ended up shivering and sobbing weakly again as the claws ripped into her side, blood spilling from her body, nearly penetrating inside of her torso.

Florina whimpered as Uvig came, his cum hot enough to leave a burning pain inside of her; more than enough volume to swell her tiny body until it felt like she was going to pop until it spilled out of her pussy, with plenty of blood from deep inside of her, and her vision started to swim, consciousness fading.

[positionofpower]

Ice water struck Florina, jolting her awake. She lay naked in the center of a luxurious tent.

She was not bound. Frost crystals covered her skin but were quickly disintegrating. Her wounds had been healed but her body was still sore, most notably a throbbing pain that remained in her womb and pussy.

Three individuals were in the tent with her. Lindstrom had discarded his black armor and wore a black tunic and leather boots. He sat a few feet from her on a wooden throne lined with furs. A girl slightly older than Florina stood a ways further in another direction, a Blizzard tome in her hands. Her hair was shoulder-length and black, and she wore a haughty expression. Her clothing was little more than a metal bikini and a few tastefully placed lengths of cloth. The third was the furthest away. She was the same age as Florina, and her eyes were averted. She had waist-long silver hair and wore a very light dress, almost see-through. She was hugging a staff.

"Tell me your name," Lindstrom demanded of Florina in a firm tone.