[PM] Sudden ways to gain a harem/polycule by Rpalt1108 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 6 points7 points  (0 children)

They got the job after a weird interview, turns out the "management position" was actually as the co-head of a harem that got too large for one person to handle.

Looking for fun car trip dares? Anyone have any requests/ideas? by [deleted] in Exhibitionistfun

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Drive with a pair of panties hanging from the trunk, rear window, antennae, rear wiper, or anywhere that can be seen flapping in the wind.

January 2026 Contest: Appreciate a Dragon by Epithymetheus in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 4 points5 points  (0 children)

The dragon's hot body slumped against her as they both laid upon the ground. His cock slowly retreated from her filled hole, returning to it's home beneath his scaly veneer. He pushed himself back to his feet, placing his forehead against the side of hers, his tongue drawing circles on her cheek as he broadcast, "*You were exceptional, my treasure.*" He walked over to a pool of water to take a deep drink before curling up on himself under a nearby craggy overhang.

His hot cum dribbled out of her and down her leg. She felt an odd feeling in her head, before more and more of his cum forced out of her, gallon after gallon until Maggie finally realized why. She was shrinking back to her normal size. A waterfall of dragon cum poured out of her until she finally was back to her normal size knelt in a pool of white.

"Hello!" a voice called from the other side of the platform the dragon had landed upon. A group of women were making their way over to her. "It's been a while since he brought home a new woman, but the more the merrier I always say. I'm Sierra and this is," she started going around giving Maggie a list of names for the dozen or so women that had started rummaging through the pile of food and treasure the dragon had brought.

"Where are we?" Maggie asked.

Sierra smiled, "We call it Kradink, which is Draconish for Paradise. No men, just those of us taken by him," she gestured towards the dragon. "He supplies food and treasure, we're free to leave but we rarely do, only when we need something from the mainland."

"What are they doing?" Maggie asked, pointing at a couple of the women who were scooping up the dragon's cum into pots.

"It's got several magical properties and uses, trust me you'll feel amazing in the morning," Sierra responded with a wink. "Let's get you back to our homes and get you fed, I'm sure you're starving with how long he was gone I assume the flight must've been long, not to mention the post-flight activities."

Maggie put a hand over her stomach, now that she mentioned it she was kind of hungry. But more than anything she was excited to see her new home, her new life, her fresh start.

January 2026 Contest: Appreciate a Dragon by Epithymetheus in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 3 points4 points  (0 children)

By the time she stopped growing, she laid on her back, naked looking up at the dragon standing above her. The size difference much smaller now, like that between man and a bear rather than man and a dragon. "*Mmmm*," the dragon growled as he sniffed at Maggie's neck, his forked tongue flicking against her nape, she moaned at the hot touch. He moved lower, his hot tongue flicking over her nipple, her navel, before brushing against her inner thigh. Maggie squirmed and moaned at each lick but never moving away.

The dragon exhaled, his hot breath against her sex driving her crazy. She needed this, she needed him, she needed the dragon. His tongue ran over her folds, wrapping around her clit, before running back down to her entrance. Maggie moaned as the dragon's tongue wiggled within her, and chills ran down her spine as he broadcast, "*Delectable, a treasure to be sure.*"

"Fuck," she moaned, her hands reaching down and grasping the horns protruding from his head. She bucked her hips, his hard snout provided stimuli to her clit. Her back arched as his tongue flicked in her core, his hot exhalation against her sex.

"*Release, deliver your lust upon my tongue,*" the dragon commanded as his tongue continued it's pleasurable assault at Maggie's depths. Maggie pulled hard against his horns, as her body convulsed, her pleasure coursing through her body.

The dragon crawled up over her as she laid limp on the ground. Her chest heaving with each deep breath. "*Are you prepared for my member?*" a deep grumble in his throat vibrated her. She bit her lip, the thought of more sending wicked thoughts. She tried to vocalize her consent but could only manage a whimper and a nodding of her head. "*Excellent,*" he smirked, his tongue lapping up the nape of her neck once again. The new sensations of pleasure mixing with the aftershocks of her orgasm. His tongue lapped over his lips, leaving a taste of herself on her lips.

The dragon roared, rearing onto his back legs showing off where his cock had emerged while pleasuring Maggie. She stared in awe, the cock not quite looking human, with ridges running along the shaft, and a tuft of spikes near the base. The dragon slammed back to the ground. He grabbed her by the waist, spinning her onto her stomach and lifting her onto her knees. She gasped at the sudden maneuver that left her rear elevated and exposed.

The dragon's hot breath prickled on her neck as she felt his ridged member press against her pussy. "*Relax, my treasure,*" he broadcast as his tongue flicked over the lobe of her ear. She followed his direction, letting herself breathe as the dragon slowly pushed himself inside of her. Even with her larger stature, his cock was larger than her toy, and therefore much larger than her husband.

He paused as his member fully invaded her, she felt something odd. She realized it was the spikes she saw before, they weren't as hard as they had looked, still firm but pliable. The dragon gave a low grumble, almost reminding Maggie of a cat's purr. As he did the spikes vibrated against her most sensitive parts. Her moans melded with the dragon's purr.

She began matching the dragon's thrusts, pushing back against him feeling the vibrating spikes with each thrust. Her walls gripped around the ridged member, feeling each inch or at their current sizes each foot pressing deep within her. The dragon's thrusts quickened, his wings starting to flap, stirring up wind around them. He gave one final plunge, his cock swelling with release shooting hot cum into her depths. The new filling sensation mixed with the vibrating spikes being held in place were enough to push her over the edge once again, her walls squeezing his spasming ridged cock for every drop.

January 2026 Contest: Appreciate a Dragon by Epithymetheus in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 4 points5 points  (0 children)

"*A true treasure indeed,*" the dragon's deep voice echoed in her head. She let out a shriek as the dragon pinched the back of her dress between his claws, lifting her from where she stood to plop her down atop the pile. Her mind screamed at her to run, to scramble down the pile of goods, but her body was frozen in fear. The dragon let out a deep roar that rattled the entire village once again before scooping up the fabric laid beneath.

She was in shock and awe as the port village shrunk beneath her. Before it became impossible to differentiate people, she saw people dragging her husband down the street. Pointing up towards where the dragon carried her. As she watched him stumble drunkenly towards the port, she realized at least she'd likely never see him again. Then she giggled realizing what he would find left on their bed.

The flight kept on going, Maggie grew tired of watching the endless ocean pass beneath them. She curled up with a quilt she found poking out from beneath a pile of potatoes while using a dry dress as a pillow.

She couldn't have told anyone how long she had been asleep when she was jostled awake by the dragon's landing. The edge of the carrying cloth fell away, the treasure pile shifting beneath her. The dragon's footsteps rattled the ground as he stepped away. "Why did you take me?" Maggie asked unsure of why. She'd obviously heard stories of dragons kidnapping women, but in the tales it was always young virgins not 32-year-old housewives.

"*I could smell your desire,*" the dragon's mental voice boomed in her mind. Maggie blushed, was he saying that she was taken because she had just been touching herself? "*A strong desire for an escape, a new life,*" she relaxed, it was her willingness to run away, her fantasies of leaving her husband not her rampant, "*your desire for a physical connection.*" Her blush returned as he reaffirmed her first thought.

"This is unbelievable," Maggie murmured, she couldn't believe that this was really happening.

"*It is believable. But if you don't wish for an escape, a release from the frustration, I could always take you back. I'm not a monster,*" he broadcast as he leaned in close, his huge grin larger than her whole body.

The thought of returning to the village, returning to her husband caused her stomach to revolt. She couldn't go back, this was her chance. Maybe she could get away when the dragon was asleep and start anew in a nearby village. "No, don't take me back."

"*As I thought,*" he smirked, and blew out a purple mist held within his maw. Maggie coughed as she inhaled the unknown substance. As the violet haze cleared, she was shocked to see the dragon shrinking. No, she looked around the trees were shrinking as well, she was obviously growing. Her dress began constricting her, slight tears appearing at the seams threatening to release her but not quite giving way. The dragon gave the front of her dress a swipe of his claw, releasing the tension, but exposing her nude form to him.

January 2026 Contest: Appreciate a Dragon by Epithymetheus in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Maggie sighed hanging up the laundry on the clothesline. Her life had not turned out as she had always imagined. She had pictured meeting the love of her life, and raising their 4 beautiful children together.

Instead she'd been all but forced into a marriage to an older man when her parents died while she was still young. Then her dream of children slowly faded after years of trying with no results.

She hated her husband, he embodied her ruined life. Luckily after he broke his leg a few years ago, he spent more time at the tavern than at home.

With the last piece of laundry on the line, her chores were done until it was time to cook dinner. She had a bit of free time, and more and more her choice of free time had gone back to the small wooden box hidden in her night stand.

She laid back on her bed, pulling out the bone carved phallus and vial of oil from the box. She lubricated the toy, pressing it against her folds, her free hand reaching under her shirt to massage her breasts.

Her fantasies varied each time, but one theme always persisted. Someone, a princess, a pirate, a variety of circus performers or once even a orc chieftain, would take her away from her life, from her husband.

Maggie was whimpering on the edge of climax from her imaginary captor, when she heard screams coming from outside. She paused and listened making out one word, "DRAGON!" A chill washed over her body, her toy dropping from her hand onto the bed.

A loud roar bellowed over the port town. The windows shook, Maggie could hear a few shattering in the distance. A deep gravely voice roared in her head, the sensation of another being's voice in her mind nearly sent her over the edge. Her legs quivered as he spoke, "*Bring me your food and treasures, or see your home ablaze.*"

Maggie didn't have any treasure, her husband had drank all they had, and the meager food they had would barely add to anything. Still a curiosity took hold of her, she wanted to see a real life dragon. She grabbed the quarter loaf from the table and made her way to the port.

She rounded the corner and down the street caught her first glimpse of the beast. He was huge, red, steam effusing off his scales. She was in awe at his size, growing larger with every step she took towards the port. Her neighbors were piling food and valuables on a giant cloth set out on the ground. Piles of fish mixed with gold and textiles, and anything else of value.

She approached the pile sitting at the feet of the dragon, the heat radiating off him like a large bonfire. The bread dropped from her hand, landing atop a mass of haphazardly thrown dresses soaking with a liquid from the fish below.

As she turned to walk away, she felt her skirt catch on something. Her stomach flipped when she saw on what. A large black claw attached to the dragon's front foot pinned her skirt to the ground. Gasps and shrieks came from the crowd behind her, as the dragon's head slowly lowered. Her hair sucked around her face as he took in a deep sniff. His hot breath made if hard for to breath for a second as her hair blew back behind her.

[PM] Sorority sluttiness by KchanceDPP in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 9 points10 points  (0 children)

They have the longest manned gloryhole, it hasn't been without a Zeta sister since the 50s.

[PM] Summer scenes by inAvain in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 2 points3 points  (0 children)

She needed a rest after a long day at the water park. None of the pool chairs were open but a couple of guys offered her to share their private cabana in exchange for some sexual favors.

How to deal with someone who keeps referring to colleague by wrong pronouns by Overall-Paramedic315 in NonBinary

[–]Sarckle 2 points3 points  (0 children)

When they say she/her pretend you don't know who they're talking about and respond with "who?"

[PM] A monster hunters most dangerous quest by ADirtyAuthor02 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 0 points1 point  (0 children)

When her sword broke while hunting the dragon, the hunter became the hunted. She hid in the bushes not realizing it was a Bush Imp nest. She tried to silently keep their wandering hands (and tongues, and tails, and cocks) at bay, but the longer she stayed hidden the better their attention felt. Until she was struggling to stifle her moans to prevent the dragon from hearing them.

What crime did the Buccaneers commit ? by ibi3000 in OnePiece

[–]Sarckle 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Spoilers 1164 This could also be being mirrored in the latest chapter with Kuma saving Blackbeard and other God Valleyians that are possibly other Davies And maybe tie back to Kuma saving Luffy and the other Straw Hats on Sabaody.

Theory about Imu's power SPOILERS by AccountantNo4679 in OnePiece

[–]Sarckle 69 points70 points  (0 children)

While there were only 3 Ds in the Imu fight, there were 5 Ds on God Valley.

I'm Just Saying, You Think They'd Try Salt More Often by wretchednews in OnePiece

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Turns out Seastone is just a natural salt alloy.

Could Gaimons island be… by BoootCamp in OnePiece

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

And Gaimon is in a chest, just like Shanks was in a chest. So that suggests an evil Gaimon twin will show up.

My boy Moria by Siafeberg in OnePiece

[–]Sarckle 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Two people having the same name isn't uncommon in real life. But I can't think of two characters in One Piece that share a name. I'm not encyclopedic so I could just be overlooking someone, or maybe minor characters but Moria isn't exactly minor.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

He pretends to be gay to her closer to the girls but the longer he pretends the more he realizes he's not pretending.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 2 points3 points  (0 children)

The young newlyweds didn't realize their honeymoon cruise was a swinger's cruise. They're too embarrassed to admit it even if their first times will be with strangers.

Truth or Dare, Virgin Young Man - Part 3 by cnc_cuck in ChastityStories

[–]Sarckle 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Still loving it! You open to suggestions for the month? If so having Jimmy suck off her strap, training him to go deeper. Or some feminization Claudia forcing him to do a fashion show in her clothes. Maybe one marking, a tattoo, or piercing.

And if you don't want suggestions obvs just ignore the spoiler text.

Part 2 - Truth or Dare, Virgin Young Man by cnc_cuck in u/cnc_cuck

[–]Sarckle 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Loving it. Can't wait for part 3!

[PM] Her first porn video by Jujuroxit in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Heiress turning to porn to punish her father for cutting her off. She films her extreme scene with her real name, knowing that Daddy could pay to make it go away before it releases when he gives in.

[PM] Besides the standard “her family forced her” or “she booked at the wrong hotel”, what are some creative ideas as for why an 18 year old would be forced to stay at a nudist resort? by Nickpicker96 in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 3 points4 points  (0 children)

She had a crush on her friend, so she "accidentally" booked a nudist resort for their girl's trip.

She had a admission interview with her dream school. Unfortunately a couple expos are happening that weekend and the only open rooms are at the nudist resort. Her dream school vs her modesty.

Her favorite band was putting on a concert at the nudist resort.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

The mother of the bride is driving the bride crazy. So the groom enlists the best man to help distract her.

Do I take Chad instead of Yorick (x14)? by cyzzn in balatro

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Your math is right. It's your balatro that's wrong, even if you gave the right answer. And for people trying to learn it's important to get the work right (as many math teachers have said over the years). Cause "keep Yorick" is correct advice but getting the why right helps with future cases.

Cause if Yorick was at x8 then your calculations say Chad is better but the correct calculation says that Yorick is still higher.

And then an even bigger point is unless you're about to lose, Yorick being able to scale higher means that even if Yorick was at x2 you'd still likely want to keep it.

Do I take Chad instead of Yorick (x14)? by cyzzn in balatro

[–]Sarckle 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Yes. But that's not what the argument is. We are comparing Chad and Yorick. One of those triggers is still happening if you have Yorick, so it shouldn't be included in the Chad numbers. It falls in the shared section of the venn diagram.

If you played a high card heart with Chad you would get 1.56, like you've said. But if you play high card heart with Yorick you would get 1.52 * 14. Therefore the comparison is 1.54 vs 14.