08-03-2018, 12:16 AM
All different creatures roam this world, from giants to leprechauns, from creatures that are almost men to beasts who you wouldn't even believe had a genetic connection to men. A lot of these creatures have battled diseases that meant females could no longer reproduce, or the few that could would only reproduce a small number so the males of the species found a specific herb that gave them the ability to carry and now it is in their genes so no one any longer needs to take this herb, they can just become pregnant.
I would prefer to be the breeder first but will happily be the seeder after my turn. If you want to start a new story that's fine with me too. I don't mind doing the sex/mating scenes but I understand if anyone wants them to be skipped. I love long hard labours and difficulties during birth. I'm going to create a variety of characters and anyone can choose to follow on from any of those storylines, just be specific when replying to this post so I know which one you want :) Also, if someone starts replying but you like the idea, just let me know and I'll make a seperate one for us :)
Name: Casparian (Cas for short)
Age: 140
Creature: Elf
Breeder/Seeder: Both
Bio: Cas is a little on the shorter side for an elf but is still lean and almost a bit lanky, he has piercing green eyes and long brunette hair, that for convenience is normally tied up in a ponytail that sits just below his shoulders. Cas is a lone elf, he did not believe in a lot of his tribes rules and the monarchy so he decided to leave knowing he had the skills to survive by himself. He has no connections with his family anymore and hasn't for almost 50 years. He has started to get a bit lonely and almost home sick, but not for his previous home, more for a home he wishes to make with another.
Cas walked along the stream, his arrow and bow strapped behind him, he only had the single bow as he only ever needed one shot. He threw some berries into his mouth humming softly as he walked. He could see the beautiful reds and purples cross the sky which meant it was becoming night and he needed to find a good tree to shelter in for the night. He left the stream and headed back into the forest, the light giving the trees such a beautiful glow he couldn't help but be distracted.
Name: River
Age: 22
Creature: Centaur
Breeder/Seeder: Both
Bio: River has a beautiful palomino coloured bottom half, almost feminine to the eye, with strikingly different long black hair that reaches mid back, his eyes are a warm brown that calm most, his skin is also quite pale and he doesn't have much muscle tone, more lean as he is a healer for his tribe and does not need the warrior build. He grew up under his mothers care, she was also the healer as she was one of the only few females in the herd. From a young age River picked up the knowledge of a healer and has grown to be one of the most respected and cherished healers in his tribe. He quietly likes the praise as he has had a crush on the head centaurs son for quite a long time and wonders if he may notice River if he's shown this way(just an idea, not necessarily set in stone, could be a different centaur)
River helped the labouring mare who's cries were quite loud considering this was a no way complicated birth. He smiled as the child was born and after checking that the foal, and mother, were okay and warm he cleaned himself off and headed outside for a break. The hunters, including the head centaur and his son, had been gone for some time and he could tell the tribe was getting worried. He wasn't sure if they would be coming back in such a state he would be up all night helping them, or perhaps there just wasn't good close to the area, he just wasn't sure.
Name: Storm
Age: 5
Species: Wolfman
Breeder/Seeder: both
Bio: Storms top half is a lovely tanned colour, he has beautiful light green eyes and chestnut coloured hair, his chest and arms are well toned and have a fair amount of muscle due to him being a hunter, he also has quite a lot of scars due to his job, the most noticeable being a long one from the top right of his chest all the way down to where his wolf body begins from a mountain lion attack. His wolf half is a strange mix of black and grey which is where his name comes from. Storm was one of a litter of 6 pups, he was one in the middle so not much attention was on him, more on his older brother who was to become the packs leader. He grew to be quite strong and put himself forward as a hunter as he felt that would be the most prideful position. It's near mating season now and although he is a fierce hunter he is actually quite shy towards most people and he wonders if anyone will want to mate with him.
Storm carried an elk back to the camp as the others in the hunting group talked ecstatically between each other at the amount of food they had got. He put the elk down with the pile that they had gotten and smiled politely at the cooking crew as the others didn't even acknowledge them. He walked to the stream and started to scrub the blood off of himself, gently running his fingers through his matted fur. He washed his face sighing, he could feel the heat building in him again but tried to shake it off, he wanted to find someone he connected with before he gave himself physically but he knew he wouldn't get the chance if the heat kept hitting him like this.
I would prefer to be the breeder first but will happily be the seeder after my turn. If you want to start a new story that's fine with me too. I don't mind doing the sex/mating scenes but I understand if anyone wants them to be skipped. I love long hard labours and difficulties during birth. I'm going to create a variety of characters and anyone can choose to follow on from any of those storylines, just be specific when replying to this post so I know which one you want :) Also, if someone starts replying but you like the idea, just let me know and I'll make a seperate one for us :)
Name: Casparian (Cas for short)
Age: 140
Creature: Elf
Breeder/Seeder: Both
Bio: Cas is a little on the shorter side for an elf but is still lean and almost a bit lanky, he has piercing green eyes and long brunette hair, that for convenience is normally tied up in a ponytail that sits just below his shoulders. Cas is a lone elf, he did not believe in a lot of his tribes rules and the monarchy so he decided to leave knowing he had the skills to survive by himself. He has no connections with his family anymore and hasn't for almost 50 years. He has started to get a bit lonely and almost home sick, but not for his previous home, more for a home he wishes to make with another.
Cas walked along the stream, his arrow and bow strapped behind him, he only had the single bow as he only ever needed one shot. He threw some berries into his mouth humming softly as he walked. He could see the beautiful reds and purples cross the sky which meant it was becoming night and he needed to find a good tree to shelter in for the night. He left the stream and headed back into the forest, the light giving the trees such a beautiful glow he couldn't help but be distracted.
Name: River
Age: 22
Creature: Centaur
Breeder/Seeder: Both
Bio: River has a beautiful palomino coloured bottom half, almost feminine to the eye, with strikingly different long black hair that reaches mid back, his eyes are a warm brown that calm most, his skin is also quite pale and he doesn't have much muscle tone, more lean as he is a healer for his tribe and does not need the warrior build. He grew up under his mothers care, she was also the healer as she was one of the only few females in the herd. From a young age River picked up the knowledge of a healer and has grown to be one of the most respected and cherished healers in his tribe. He quietly likes the praise as he has had a crush on the head centaurs son for quite a long time and wonders if he may notice River if he's shown this way(just an idea, not necessarily set in stone, could be a different centaur)
River helped the labouring mare who's cries were quite loud considering this was a no way complicated birth. He smiled as the child was born and after checking that the foal, and mother, were okay and warm he cleaned himself off and headed outside for a break. The hunters, including the head centaur and his son, had been gone for some time and he could tell the tribe was getting worried. He wasn't sure if they would be coming back in such a state he would be up all night helping them, or perhaps there just wasn't good close to the area, he just wasn't sure.
Name: Storm
Age: 5
Species: Wolfman
Breeder/Seeder: both
Bio: Storms top half is a lovely tanned colour, he has beautiful light green eyes and chestnut coloured hair, his chest and arms are well toned and have a fair amount of muscle due to him being a hunter, he also has quite a lot of scars due to his job, the most noticeable being a long one from the top right of his chest all the way down to where his wolf body begins from a mountain lion attack. His wolf half is a strange mix of black and grey which is where his name comes from. Storm was one of a litter of 6 pups, he was one in the middle so not much attention was on him, more on his older brother who was to become the packs leader. He grew to be quite strong and put himself forward as a hunter as he felt that would be the most prideful position. It's near mating season now and although he is a fierce hunter he is actually quite shy towards most people and he wonders if anyone will want to mate with him.
Storm carried an elk back to the camp as the others in the hunting group talked ecstatically between each other at the amount of food they had got. He put the elk down with the pile that they had gotten and smiled politely at the cooking crew as the others didn't even acknowledge them. He walked to the stream and started to scrub the blood off of himself, gently running his fingers through his matted fur. He washed his face sighing, he could feel the heat building in him again but tried to shake it off, he wanted to find someone he connected with before he gave himself physically but he knew he wouldn't get the chance if the heat kept hitting him like this.