Other Creatures Writing Prompts

When ever she gets wet the tentacles come.. swimming, bathing, showering, even in the rain they come. The more water there is the more of them appear. No mater the place, no matter the time, and no matter how embarrassing the situation they ALWAYS make her cum.

You have been cursed by a witch! From 6:00pm to 6:00am you will have a uncontrollable erection that makes the person closest to you immediately want to suck you off and drain you dry... to bad you have unlimited reserves when the cause is active and the subject may not be exactly who you'd want

Your monster girlfriend dumped for a preppy douche. Her single mom soon hears all of this and decided to let you stay the night, and soon enough you have a much thiccer, sweeter, sex starved girlfriend.

When one enters the room, the more supernatural they are, the more colors appear on their body. The normal stay normal, while the magical look like rainbows. You lit up like a Christmas tree and have no idea why.

You keep seeing glimpses of it. Out the corner of your eye, in the dark spaces of a room, in the mirror behind you, disappearing when you turn to look. Now it's hands/claws/etc are gripping your shoulders from behind, and you're confused when it kisses you instead of killing you.

Anyone on campus could draw a red heart on their skin to mark themselves as fair game for any of the college's many Monster Girls participating in the "Night of the Hunt"...

Experiencing the phenomenon know as a ‘Ghost cock’ isn’t too uncommon, especially for women who seem especially prone. And it always happens at the most inconvenient times, like when during an important meeting, first date, or dinner with the family!

Ugh, your roommate actually bought a fuckdoll. You signed for it and out of curiosity opened the box it is in. What the?! Why can't you move or close your mouth, and why are you unfathomably horny?

Pair of twin sisters share a strange connection, they have each other's pussies. They each experience no sensations from the vagina attached to their bodies, instead, feeling what happens to their sister's as if it were their own.

She is bound by her word. When she says something she has to see it through and cannot take it back. This wouldn't be a problem so much if she didn't get keep getting tricked into promising her best friend sexual favors.

He'd just found out that he was the descendant of an ancient Fertility god... That would explain why; 1. All his childhood friends were women 2. They were all super curvy , and still growing bigger, and 3. They all wanted to be his Harem and get to have his children.

Everyone knows the habit. Turn off the downstairs lights, then book it up the stairs, lest you be taken by the entities hiding in the shadows. You, however, do not do this, for you know these entities mean no harm. As a matter of fact, they have far more… lewd intentions. And you’re into that…

Ugh, your roommate actually bought a fuckdoll. You signed for it and out of curiosity opened the box it is in. What the?! Why can't you move or close your mouth, and why are you unfathomably horny?

(Serious) Changelings of Reddit, what horrors did you face during your time in the Fae realm? How did you escape back to the mortal realm?

People tend to wonder why she got into the sex doll industry. The truth is, she is a nymphomaniac with an odd ability. She can possess any doll her company makes, experiencing whatever it experiences. The main drawback is once she's in a doll she can't leave until the owner is done with it.

You struggled to pull the top of your blouse together and pull your yoga pants into a less obvious camel toe. You had made the mistake of telling the office witch she was dressed too slutty. Now whatever clothes you wore were cursed to be worn "As slutty as possible."

Invisible spirit-like creatures are a completely normal thing. They tend to use humans a sexual play things, whenever and wherever they want. The more attractive you are the more likey a spirit will spend its time around you.

A depressed, lonely guy finds himself living under one roof with embodiments of the Seven Deadly Sins. However, things are not as bad as they seem, and the Sins decide to help him back on his feet. One night, Lust, sensing his need for physical affection, knocks at his door...

You and your friends go camping. Stuck in the woods, you soon find your being hunted by a pack of monsters. One after another, the others are dragged off into the night. As you're pulled to the den, you figure it out, you're not prey item, you're mates.

When you signed up at the sperm bank, you didn’t expect the cute receptionists to follow you into the “room”, pull their miniskirts up, and ask your to deposit your loads. As it turns out, they are the sperm banks.

Taking a job out of town, the place looks weird. Whatever, it's retail. Slowly you realise the customers are a little on the... supernatural side. And they seem to watch you during the moments your mind goes a little nsfw. It takes one specific day to realise they can read your mind... vividly.

SCP-010 is a collar paired with a remote control. The remote can be used to do ANYTHING to the person who wears the collar, mentally or physically. Obviously this was used for some kinky shit before the foundation got to it.

The zombie apocalypse arrived, but the undead don’t ‘devour’ people they way you thought they would. Now a horde of zombie girls won’t stop shouting lewd things at you from your base

She used to be some sort of ancient powerful warrior goddess. The details are unclear, but she remembers more and unlocks more powers each time she orgasms.

Her obsession with weird/extreme fantasy kinks drove her to see a therapist. The therapist, seemingly a calm mild-mannered woman, is in fact a creature that could make her fantasies come true.

Those who sleep in these woods are said to suddenly be faced with a personal trial, one that either has them come out with strengthened resolve or shaken to their very core. And when she came to, she saw herself; naked, blushing with a lewd knowing grin, kneeling next to a mass of tentacles.

For centuries, I've turned every soul that tried to steal from my hoard into a beast. Normally they scream and beg me to undo it. This person, however, looks almost ... happy

For better or worse, you have the tendency to stumble upon the supernatural. Your best friend, a protector of the mystics, and his nemesis are constantly perplexed at how you manage to get yourself involved without even trying.

You are a writer working on your book on your computer. Your computer starts typing on its own, with the message claiming to be from a minor character in your story demanding to have a more important role

"7 gunshot wounds to the chest. Dead on arrival. And you're tellin me that a corpse walked out of your autopsy like it was nothing?!" "I'm telling you, that's what I saw! They didn't even have a scratch on em when they left!"