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[As much as I like Blizzard, I think my favorite part of this image is Saitama absolutely devastating a pool cue in the background.]

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If I write you a starter and you can’t figure out how to answer it, please let me know. It won’t hurt my feelings! It might have looked good the first time you saw it, but if you’re stuck I’d rather you tell me than me wait for it forever! It’s OK to talk it over, discuss ideas, etc!
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This was made by me for our NSFW users, better than the one i reblogged.. At least we have hot busty anime girl for that replacement.. 😂😂😂😂
I’m Real User who posts nsfw stuff, from real life to animes and i heart/like lot of stuff.. Answer questions as well.
so reblog away!
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Mara had always had a thing for older women. Ever since the first time she’d realised she’d have the double issue of both a very obvious tent and very wet panties. And there was no older woman that stoked the fires of her lust more than her own mother. In Mara's eyes, Helen was a woman whose beauty was unrivaled and beyond compare, and her heart's deepest desire was to someday bed her. It was no accident that Mara had walked in on her changing, and, even as she went to help her dear mother get dressed, a tent was forming in Mara's pants. "Of course, Mom!", she answered, both because she genuinely wanted her mother to be happy and because it would probably earn her brownie points.
Mara decided to help from the front, wrapping her arms around her mother to reach the back of her mother's pants to pull. It was... not particularly well thought out, as it meant that, even though she could lift her mom up to help use her body weight to help pull, it also meant she was practically pressing her hard-on against her mom. The sensation alone elicited a groan she hoped to hell Helen would think was due to exertion, rather than pleasure. "I could probably just...", she started saying as she focused on lifting her mom's pants. Well, tried to, anyway. Her... situation... ended up distracting her enough that her power ended up lifting Helen's shirt instead, resulting in a very red-faced Mara stammering out an apology.
Open Incest RP (To female & futa muses)
Helen is getting ready to go out for a mission when your muse (daughter, niece, sister, cousin, or mother) walked in on her. “H-hey! What are you doing? I’m changing right now.”
Helen sighed softly as she tried to finish getting dress, but her thick rear made it difficult to finish. “W-well if you are going to be here, mind helping me?”
((forced or cheating RP, go nuts with her))
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Mara had had one thing on her mind since she and Ringy had arrived on the Isle of Armor, only to be greeted by a busty pink-haired woman with a ribbon that reminded her one one of the insectoid creatures she’d seen on the train ride over. She’d gone to the Isle of Armor in the hopes of learning more about the “Pokemon” creatures the world’s humans had formed a symbiotic relationship with, as well as develop a strategy with Ringy, but all she’d been able to think about since that encounter was the pink-haired woman. Klara, she vaguely remembered Mustard-sensei having called her.
She’d been relieved to have been told which room she’d be staying in, as she had planned on... blowing off some steam... in the time she had between settling in and starting her training. That, of course, went out the window when the very woman who’d been on her mind said that she had the wrong room. Mara briefly checked the room number, then turned her attention back to the woman. “I was informed that I’d be using this room as my quarters.”, she answered, “Either our instructor made a mistake, or he decided we’d be bunkmates.”, she speculated. Though she was mostly professional in her tone and body languages, Mara did have to redirect her gaze a couple times as she caught her gaze wandering down the woman’s body.
Open starter

"Excuse you..." Klara would let out an irritated huff upon seeing the newcomer to the master dojo standing in the door to her room. "But I think you're in the wrong room." Little did she know that Mustard-sensei had engineered this entire situation.
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