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NSFW Meme - Bring Your Own Kink (BYOK)

[Lovingly borrowed from

the_love_hotel!]

The B(ring)Y(our)O(wn)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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{ooc: Fully female body for Natsuru, and I'm okay with including butt stuff if Satyr wants! Let her run a marathon on Natsuru until she's satisfied, honestly~

Let me know if this works or needs any tweaks!}

"A-... Anyway..."

Natsuru blushed, realizing how long she'd been going on about the new skin care products and makeup techniques she'd learned from the salesgirls at a shop they'd checked out on a whim earlier. For someone who'd taken to it so naturally, she still often got embarrassed over things people considered particularly feminine.

Not that one could ever tell by looking at her. Certainly not now, lounging around in her snug little shorts that showed off her long legs and the curve of her butt, and a loose top that gave a nice teasing view of a lacy bra and impressive cleavage. One could be generous and call it effortless charm - but it was more like 'oblivious'. She just wasn't used to thinking much about how she looked or the image she presented. And here, at a girls-only sleepover with Satyr, her guard was particularly down.

"S-Sorry, I'm being boring. You must already know all this stuff! O-Or maybe you don't even need it."

Again, she blushed - this time because of the other girl snuggled up against her. Satyr was so pretty, it only took a glance in her direction for Natsuru's cheeks to turn a little pink. And it was even moreso whenever they touched. From Satyr clinging to her arm, or tracing a finger on her skin, or the softness of her chest pressing up against her... every moment caused Natsuru's skin to flush and set her heart racing. She didn't know what she was thinking when she agreed to sleep over. She could barely handle how snuggly Satyr got out in the open! Not that it didn't feel nice, but...

Suddenly, Natsuru let out an adorably flustered little squeak. She'd had to shift over slightly, just for comfort, but then felt something firm poking her in the rear. Something that felt vaguely familiar, even if she'd never experienced being on this side of it before.

"Oh! S-Sorry, I didn't mean-..."

A million thoughts raced through her head. Was that what she thought it was? Had she made Satyr... like that?! How?! More flustered than ever, she tried to excuse it as a simple accident. These things just happened, it didn't have to mean anything. Right?

If anyone was going to criticize Natsuru's low defense and awareness when it came to her feminine charms, it wasn't about to be Satyr. The furry eared girl was an even bigger offender when it came to carelessly flaunting her body and downright criminal in matters of personal space. As far as she cared, if everyone was having fun, what was the problem? Natsuru looked very cute, so it was all fine!

"Eheheh, actually a lot of it was new to me too! I'm, hmm, not very smart when it comes to those kinds of things? So hearing it from you was actually really interesting!" Satyr assured her happily with a smile. Medusa usually scolded her for not taking better care of her appearance, or for doing things like suddenly hugging her - just like she was doing to Natsuru now, snuggling up to the girl. How was she supposed to help it? Natsuru was just so cute and when she made that embarrassed face, it just made all kinds of feelings bubble up in Satyr. Holding her was the least of what she wanted to do!

And with no one around to scold her, Satyr was being as touchy-feely as she wanted, which was a lot. Rubbing her cheek against her hair, letting her fingers trace her skin, pressing her body up against her - and humping that cute little butt.

That hard thing that had poked Natsuru in the rear was now quite obviously rubbing against her butt - and poking her lower back with every thrust. This was no small accident...

"Hmm? Mean what?" asked Satyr, cocking her head curiously, as if she had no idea what Natsuru was being so embarrassed about. All while casually grinding against her.

Natsuru still remembered what it was like to have one of those, even if the thought of it felt almost alien now. Sometimes they had a mind of their own, and sometimes it had nothing to do with whatever pretty girls might be nearby. Yet she still felt herself starting to apologize by reflex, as if Satyr would be embarrassed.

Only after the half-formed sentence was out did she stop to realize: was Satyr actually hard... because of her?! She knew the other girl loved to be all touchy-feely, and it certainly made Natsuru feel a lot of things. Embarrassment was one, but also a little thrill in her chest, a lightheaded buzz of excitement, and a warmth buzzing over her skin.

She felt all of that now as Satyr snuggled in closer, pressing against her. Far from ashamed of the accidental little poke, the other girl pressed that firmness in harder, drawing a pitched little gasp from Natsuru. Her mind raced in search of excuses, and she somehow, against all logic, found herself wondering if Satyr was really doing this on purpose.

"I-I mean... um..."

She took a breath, steeling her resolve to say it out loud.

"You're... poking me."

She whispered as if she was trying not to embarrass her. Yet Satyr had already moved well beyond an innocent little poke. That firmness pressed tightly against Natsuru's supple behind, rubbing against her in a rhythm that made her squirm. She couldn't help it. Embarrassed as she was to maybe be the cute girl turning someone on for once, she also felt a tingling warmth building between her own legs. It often came along with that same little thrill that Satyr snuggling up to her always brought out.

The nervous squirming also happened to press her butt harder against that firmness grinding against it, which in turn made all of Natsuru's feelings more intense. Even through their clothes, she could swear she felt it growing harder and throbbing against her.

"Uh-huh!" Rather than embarrassed or even slightly sheepish, Satyr gave Natsuru a blindingly sunny smile when her erection was pointed out. She even rocked her hips a couple time, making sure to really poke her with that tent in her nightgown before going back to just rubbing it against her. Not only that, her hands were moving up from Natsuru's hips up along her body, slipping under her top to caress her bare skin. "You're so soft and warm and smell nice, so it feels really good."

She giggled as she nuzzled the back of the other girl's neck, as if all this was just a bit of friendly skinship.

"Do you not like it?" Her tone was so innocent and surprised, it sounded like she really hadn't considered until this moment that Natsuru might not want Satyr rubbing her dick against her butt.

With that extra rock in Satyr's hips, Natsuru let out what must have been a positively adorable little squeak. The flush of her skin grew hotter and hotter, as Satyr made it abundantly clear in that one innocent little comment that yes, Natsuru was the reason for that erection poking and rubbing against her butt. She was really turning Satyr on!

"I... I didn't mean it like that!" She found herself saying. "I just... didn't know you wanted-..."

She gave a gasping little moan, blushing harder as she heard herself. Satyr's hands sliding up her bare skin, while she continued to grind against her, was making her feel things in a whole new way. Not that she'd never been aroused since becoming a girl, Satyr's clinginess made her feel it all the time! But this was the first time she felt so turned on by knowing someone else was turned on by her.

She didn't really answer the question, strictly speaking. Too many new feelings had her all mixed up. But she was sending all the signals for Satyr to keep doing what she likes.

"Eheheh, well now you do!" Satyr interpreted Natsuru's confused answer optimistically, as she was wont to do. Still grinding her hips, her hands soon came to cup the girl's breasts, fingers tracing her lacy bra as she nuzzled against her neck affectionately. "I mean, after all, you're so cute? And friendly and nice and... maybe I'm a bad girl but watching you worry about things and get all flustered or embarrassed just makes me want to pick you up and give you a squeeze!"

She gave her a squeeze, or rather, her chest.

"And that just makes me want to do even more with you..."

"More" was currently grinding against Natsuru's ass insistently, growing a stain at the tip of that tent in her nightgown.

"Hah~?!" If Satyr wanted more flustered reactions out of Natsuru, she certainly got one when she gave her that squeeze. Even through the padded material of the bra, she must have felt Natsuru's nipples firmly poking through. As much as Satyr grinding her erection against her made her feel desired and aroused by the thought, groping her breasts is what really started to rev her up. She felt that tingling coursing through her whole body, and warmth pooling between her thighs as she squirmed yet again. Those compliments cinched it, Satyr really thought she was cute. She really had turned Satyr on this much just by being herself. How could she feel anything but flattered by that?

"W-Wait..." She gasped, feeling the grinding grow more insistent and guessing at what might be coming soon. "You'll... ah... r-ruin your nightgown like this!"

Breathing heavier, it was clear Natsuru wasn't the only one getting more and more turned on. As her hands fondled the girl's breasts and that humping only got more excited, it seemed like nothing could stop Satyr. Only, surprisingly, all of it stopped as soon as Natsuru spoke up.

"Ah! You're right!" Satyr gasped, suddenly letting go and sitting up. It seemed like she had come to her senses, except her first action was to immediately start stripping. "Don't wanna make a mess!"

In seconds, she'd pulled off her nightgown and thrown it off the bed, leaving her only in her lingerie. Her own lacy black bra was doing an admirable job of containing her large chest, though her nipples were also quite visible now. Her panties, on the other hand, were completely failing to contain anything. After all that grinding, her heavy balls were hanging out either leg of them, and something that looked like it belonged on a porn star a foot taller than her was sticking out of the top - and Satyr wasn't particularly short either.

"You should strip too!" she suggested cheerfully. Just because they didn't want to mess up their cute clothes. As if making a mess was a forgone conclusion.

By the time Satyr stopped, she'd gotten Natsuru so worked up that it was almost physically disappointing. 'Almost' because it very quickly became apparent that Satyr was barely losing momentum.

Natsuru stared at the other girl in her lingerie for a moment. They were both pretty well endowed in the chest area, though Natsuru's eyes soon wandered down to discover how well endowed Satyr was in other ways. Even having felt that grinding against her butt, it was still a shock to actually see the erection straining at her panties. Where did she hide that when they were hanging out in public?!

"Uh... Uh-huh..."

She blinked, not even fully realizing what she'd apparently agreed to. But she definitely heard Satyr. Her arms moved to tug her top up over her head, her back inadvertently arching to really thrust out her chest as she shed the garment. Her bra looked on the fancier side, with detailed embroidery and high-quality fabrics, showing off Natsuru's expensive taste in the garments since she'd started having to wear them. When she slid her shorts down, it revealed simpler, more casual panties, visibly dampened from her arousal. If Satyr needed any more proof that Natsuru had been enjoying herself so far, there it was.

There was a good reason Satyr tended to wear huge, poofy skirts, and it wasn't just because they made her look adorable.

She giggled as she watched the other girl strip, waiting with barely contained enthusiasm, bouncing as she sat cross-legged, her cock standing up out of her lap rather ridiculously. In the few seconds it took Natsuru to remove her outerwear, there was already a clear, sticky strand trailing from the tip of her erection.

"Oooh, that bra is so cute! I want to get one like it," she said, practically pouncing the other girl the moment she was done stripping. Her hands immediately went to said bra, giving a squeeze, running her fingers over the lace patterns. And not surprisingly pushing Natsuru onto her back, pinning her to the mattress. Overly friendly hands on her chest and something even more eager poking one of her thighs.

"Oh! I-..."

She yelped softly as Satyr pounced, pinning her down on her back. Natsuru wasn't sure if she could be blushing any harder, but she sure felt a rush of heat coursing through her. A heat that was joined by a pleasant tingling as Satyr kept squeezing her through her bra, tracing over those patterns with her fingers.

"I, um... got it at that new lingerie boutique..." Gasping breaths caused her chest to rise and fall in a quickening rhythm, and she softly bit her lip as she looked up at Satyr looming over her. She never thought she'd end up in this kind of position back when she was a guy. And even since becoming a girl, she hadn't really entertained the thought of being on her back, hands groping and teasing at her breasts and a throbbing erection poking at her thighs. But then, she wouldn't have imagined the owner of said erection would be a girl as cute and sweet as Satyr either.

"They're... ah~... kind of expensive, but... i-it's worth it..."

It felt so surreal to have such an ordinary conversation, between hitched breaths and soft moans, while Satyr had her pinned to the bed like this. She didn't know what else to say, so she just went along with Satyr as if this were totally normal.

"Oooh, we should go some time, let's go together!" Satyr rocked her hips in excitement as she groped Natsuru's chest, seemingly as eager to go shopping as to do other, more immediate things with the other girl. To her, there wasn't any juxtaposition of casual and erotic; all of it was just having fun with a friend. Talking about shopping for bras while giving a hands on test of them was perfectly sensible to her.

"They're really pretty... was there someone you wanted to show them to?" she asked, more genuinely curious than teasing. At least bra talk kept her from just popping it right off Natsuru, Satyr having plenty of fun just feeling and squeezing her breasts through the fabric. Her dick, on the other hand, had not a single thing covering it, so it was rubbing against Natsuru's thigh directly, and starting to smear its dripping arousal on her skin.

{ooc: Apologies for the slow, bunch of irl distractions kept happening!}

"W-Well..." Natsuru blushed at the question, unsure how to answer when the girl she kind of secretly hoped would see her in her pretty bra is the one fondling her through it, while rubbing her throbbing erection up against her thigh.

"Maybe?" She volunteered, in an uncertain little squeak. Satyr's continued, insistent attention made her squirm and moan, desires she never knew she was capable of building inside her. Perhaps unconsciously on purpose, the way she shifts squeezes her thighs, now slicked with the other girl's juices, gently together around Satyr's cock, rubbing the shaft up against her still panty-clad entrance.

"Maaaaybe? Geez, don't be so shy!" giggled Satyr, nuzzling Natsuru's cheek affectionately and giving her chest another friendly grope. Feeling those thighs squeezing her cock, she couldn't help pulling back with a little gasp, face flushed. She rocked her hips, thrusting between that softness, grinding her tip against those panties.

"Is it... someone you'd rather save this for?" she asked, managing to tone down her bubbly enthusiasm for a second. It was really, really obvious what she wanted to do to Natsuru now. But she wasn't so self-centered that she was just going to push the girl into it if there was someone she was saving that for.

"Th-That's not-..." Her voice pitched higher again, feeling that tip grinding against her panties with clear intent. It was obvious even to her where this was going, and yet Satyr was still holding back enough to stop if she really wanted to. But she didn't want Satyr to slow down, not now.

"It's... you, actually." she admitted in a hurried, breathless voice. "I wanted you to..."

She interrupted herself with another soft, moaning gasp, feeling her thighs squeeze around the shaft again, and her hips grinding back against Satyr's insistent thrusting. It might have been an unconscious move, her body reacting by instinct, but it sent a clear signal she wasn't denying.

{ooc: Always meant to continue this, decided to give it a try instead of tagging you on something newer. Though I could always do that instead if this is difficult to jump back into...!}

Satyr blinked in surprise, and then it was her turn to blush bright red as the words sunk in. Unlike Natsuru though, she didn't get quieter - only louder.

"Kyaa! Do you really mean it!? Me? For me?" Bursting into delighted giggles, she pulled Natsuru into a tight hug, burying her face against the girl's chest and collar, nuzzling against her skin. For a moment, thoughts of actually sticking that huge cock inside the new girl were completely overwhelmed by the joy of being chosen to do so. That nuzzling soon became kisses, kissing her way up Natsuru's neck, across her face - but stopping just short of her lips. She looked into the girl's eyes, her own shimmering with happiness and expectation. "Can I?"

She wanted to kiss her and do so, so much more to her, but still she loved her friend so much, she'd never do it unless the time was right. Even if Natsuru was saving it for her, she might be saving it for later... Satyr could be a good girl! Maybe.

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