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Prompt of the Month - March 2021 Voting
🕑 Added 2021-02-27 13:50:02 +0000 UTCPrompt 1) The latest tech always needs to be tested, Especially the gear slated for mech and pilot teams. Tits more fitting for the mech than the pilot is one accident better to be found in testing, among other fun malfunctions that fit perfectly in a Mavor story.
Prompt 2) The adventuring party's super-strong, super-busty Amazonian were-rat Fighter is about to make the important and life-changing discovery that different types of were-shifter species not only stack, they stack multiplicatively. The focus of the journey quickly shifts from "how can we stop the evil overlord and their army of doom" to "how many permanent boosts can we stack on our increasingly huge, sexy, and hybridized Chimera companion," although thankfully she's growing powerful enough that she might be ready to solo the forces of doom herself (or at least flood them out with milk).
Prompt 3) Society has been propelled beyond the stars by harnessing the infinite output of certain gifted individuals. Entire colonies can be powered by the ejaculation and lactation of just one gifted hyper! Knowing that hard work and diligence will eventually get you transferred to one of the luxurious core systems, you accept a job working at the power plant of the newest colony. Barely a dozen residents are there already, having arrived early to set up the terraforming equipment. The prefabricated power plant is even all set up, just waiting for the hyper to arrive to power it. Weeks pass without word from the inner systems and the battery reserves are running low. The colony decides to draw lots for who’s going to take the emergency ‘hyper serum’ and power the turbines to run the colony. You ‘win’, and at first the six foot cock, beachball sized tits, and hour long orgasms are nice, but despite all projections, you’re still growing. You’re productive enough that the starter sized power plant is working at double capacity already. If things weren’t looking bad enough, finally, a month after they were scheduled, the colony’s originally assigned hyper steps out of a landing shuttle. They’re twice your size and audibly churn with each step. “Finally, enough space, I can really let loose.”
