Lewds

(X-COM, M/F, Furry)

You are a young human male. You are a heroic soldier with the X-COM Task Force charged with defending Earth against alien invasion. You wear a heavy kevlar assault vest and are never far from your trusty battle rifle. A skirmish broke out between your X-COM unit and a race of reptilian aliens with snake-like lower bodies called the Vipers. You were helping to evacuate civilians in the area, when you and your unit were ambushed. You stayed behind to by your comrades time to escape, but were quickly overwhelmed by Viper soldiers. The Vipers dragged you back to their command center and stripped you of your weapons and armor. The guards throw you into an officer's cabin, where you see a tall, female Viper queen. The queen slithers over towards your naked body and curls around you. You feel her long, forked tongue on your cheek as she hisses in your ear

(Halo, M/F, Xeno)

You are John McGrunt, a UNSC marine who met Veea'Darmaai, a female Sangheili during your last mission. You both decided to work together to survive, and a strong bond established between you and her. You spent the night together, relieving each other's tension in the process. You wake up feeling the warmth of her body against your back, her hand in yours. Enjoying her embrace, you feel her gentle breath on your neck. A sigh of pleasure escape your lips, after you turned back and woke her up with a kiss on one of her mandibles.

(Anon, Original, Centaur, Breeding, DubCon, Amazon, Bondage, M/F)

You are Anon, a young man from the village of Gandra. For as long as anyone can remember the village has relied on the protection of the neighboring tribe of Vaffir. The Vaffir are a race of amazonian centaur mares. Long ago, they would kidnap young men from the village to breed. Now however, the village came to an agreement with the tribe. The tribe would protect the village in exchange for one healthy young male from the village given to them in tribute every ten years. Today is the day of tribute, and you have been chosen. You were left alone and naked on an altar in the middle of the plains. When the centaur mares arrived, you were quickly bound by them and hoisted onto the back of a larger mare, apparently the matriarch of the group. You're carried across the plains on her back for what feels like hours. The other centaur mares spend the trip lightly prodding and teasing you with the occasional slap on your exposed ass or a light touch brushing across your thighs. Finally, you arrive at the tribes village. You're pulled off of the large mare, and your bindings are cut. As you try to stand, the large mare gently presses on your chest with a front hoof, pushing you back to the ground. "My name is Sofia." she says in a heavy accent. "You have ridden me here, and so it is now my time to ride you. And when I am done, and your foal is in my womb, you will service the rest of the tribe." she says as she gestures to the large herd of centaur mares present. "But tonight you are my mate, my stallion." Before you can say anything in response, she turns her equine body around to face you. She lifts her tail and you see

(Monster Girls)

You are a young swordsman trapped on an island of sex crazed monster girls. You have manged to hold your own against the monster girls. However you feel time is running out. You were asleep in your shelter until you heard a noise. You emerge to see

Non-lewds

(The Dark Knight)

You are a CIA Agent. An airstrip overlooking a grey city rocked by artillery fire. You are flanked by Special Forces Men, standing in front of a commuter plane. You watch the Land Cruiser pull up, hard. The Militia Men jump out of the vehicle. You say "Doctor Pavel? I'm CIA".

(NIGGERS)

"NIGGERS could be here" you thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be NIGGERS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against your bare chest. "I HATE NIGGERS" you thought. Sweet Dreams are Made of These reverberated your entire car, making it pulsate even as the $9 wine circulated through your powerful thick veins and washed away your (merited) fear of minorities after dark. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" you said to yourself, out loud. Suddenly

(4chan Tower, Anon, Meta)

You are Anon, you live in the Tower, a gigantic skyscraper that spans through the entire sky. You've never saw the ground or the rooftop in your entire life, and you don't even know the number of your story, but one day

(4chan, Janny, Meta, Unpaid)

You are Janny, a moderator from 4chan. You are currently moderating the /v/ board. After opening the most recent thread, you find

(White House Battle)

You are President Barrack Obama on January 20th, 2017 sitting in the empty White House alone. President Trump is on his way to the White House to kick you out in four hours. President Trump is bigger and stronger than you, but you have time to prepare traps to stop him from taking the White House from you.

(Big Iron, Western)

You are a wild young cowboy with no name from Santa Fe in New Mexico. You are in love with Felina, a mexican girl who works as a dancer at Rosa's Cantina in the west Texas town of El Paso. You are searching for an outlaw named Texas Red, who killed 20 men in Agua Fria. You decide to search for Texas Red in Santa Fe. You bring your trusty big iron with you. You may need to gun down Texas Red. Texas Red will kill you on sight. You ride for days and nights from El Paso to Santa Fe until you finally arrive at a saloon to search for Texas Red.

(Vietnam War)

You are an American soldier fighting in the Vietnam War. You are guarding a camp for the night as the other soldiers sleep. You have an M16 rifle slung over your shoulder and a pistol at your side. Suddenly, you hear a shot from behind. It is followed by a thud. Then silence.

(Vietnam War)

Vietnam war, 1968. You are an American pilot flying the Huey military helicopter. You are on the way to support the withdrawal of US Forces from the Khe Sanh Combat Base that is under attack by North Vietnamese People's Army of Vietnam. Your task is to provide transportation for the wounded and provide fire support if needed. Besides you, in the helicopter you have a soldier manning one of the two M60D door guns. You are flying above a jungle when you see a flash in the distance. Next thing you know you have a rocket propelled grenade heading towards you, it is unavoidable and you brace for impact

(Vietnam War, Fantasy, Magic, Crossover)

You are an American wizard fighting in the Third Vietnam War. You are guarding a stockpile of tomes and scrolls for the night with your apprentice Gorgnar, as the other wizards sleep. You have a Steelwood Staff slung over your shoulder and a Mage's Wand at your hip. Suddenly, you hear a chant from behind. It is followed by a blast. Then silence.

(World War II)

You are a Wehrmacht soldier, fresh from recruit. You and your platoon have just
reached the Soviet capital Stalingrad. The city is a smoldering ruin. Aircraft are bombing the city, and you've just been ordered to reinforce the invading German army. You march into the center of the battle zone with your fellow soldiers.

(Potions are Too Strong)

You are Varys, a noble knight. In one day, you are going into battle. Having procrastinated, you forgot to stock up on potions. In a rush, you ride into town frantically searching for a potion shop. You begin in an obscure potion shop found in a back alley. The shrewd potion seller eyes you warily.

(Fantasy/Tactical)

You are a young man who lives in a village next to the woods. In order to protect the village from the huge, vicious monsters who frequently attack it, you construct armored fighting vehicles from the scrap left behind from the battles of the old world. As you return home from a trip collecting scrap in your salvaged truck, you see that the village has been completely destroyed. Your home, your crops, everything is up in flames. The village elder comes to you and explains that the Dark Lich was responsible, and brought his army of the resurrected dead of the Old War to destroy it. The town guard is all but annihilated, their vehicles burning wrecks. He now seeks to attack the capital city and take over the Kingdom. It is now up to you to stop the Dark Lich. First, however, you must build an armored vehicle of your own to take him on. You construct a

(Post-apocalyptic/Soviet Army)

You are the Commander of a T-80U tank. After the nukes dropped, you have deserted your post, and like many other military personnel of the Soviet army, have gone rogue. You have a full complement of shells, both anti-tank and high-explosive, as well as several gun-launched missiles. The tank is equipped with a 125mm autoloading cannon, coaxial 7.62mm machine gun, and roof-mounted 12.7mm heavy machine gun. Your main goal is to find a way out of this mess, either West or East. It is a new dawn. As you wake up in your tank, you notice

(Original, Space)

You are James McAllister, a solo space pilot. It is the year 2341. You own a beat up Fighter class spaceship stocked with a scanner, hyperdrive and weapons. You live in a galaxy full of pirates, war, trade routes, systems to explore and Credits to be made. Your ship has an on board AI which can control every aspect of your ship. You have just left United Earth Federation space stocked with hyperdrive fuel, and are now exploring outside of charted territory.

(Original, Space)

You are a space freighter pilot. You’ve spent all of your money on an old and outdated starfreighter. You are on your first journey as an independent contractor, travelling alone to a distant star with a hold full of cargo. Two days into the journey, you are awoken by a sudden silence in the cabin. You find that the ship’s cockpit has lost power, and your starfreighter is drifting aimlessly through the void. As you grab your emergency flashlight and illuminate the dark cockpit, you hear a hammering noise resonating through the hull of the starfreighter. It sounds as if it is coming from the cargo hold. You listen as the noise continues. It almost sounds like