Dec 24th: Promptly Presents + Afterword

A final little collection of prompts I couldn't get to this year, but thought I could compile into mini stories.

Steven Universe Gem Strippers

Human and Gem relations had been dwindling slowly after so many repeated attacks on the fair Beach City. Accusations, blame, and anger had been swirling around the modest townsfolk. Something had to be done to smooth over the situation over before a pitchforked and torched riot caught on.

Thankfully, Amethyst had just the right idea for Christmas.

It had taken only one day to remodel the underground boxing ring into what they needed. Secret flyers were handed out, rumours were spread around, and Steven was put to bed before he could even wonder where his mothers were going.

“Hey there folks, uh… not sure why the gems want a fat old rockstar like Mr. Universe to introduce them, but here I am! Hehe…” The man in front of the stage coughed awkwardly in front of the impatient crowd. Even in the darkly lit sitting area, Greg could tell every seat was filled. He wasn’t exactly afraid of the attention, more just amazed this event was even happening…

“Anyway, without further adieu: your first dancer is the lovely Pearl!”

The ballerina of the group moved the most elegantly. Whoops and hollers, especially from the ex-mayor section of the audience, echoed through the hall. Her movements were graceful, at first treating this more like a performance than a smut show, but after some coughing from behind her the porcelain skinned gem got into it. Her thinner body only wrapped in ribbons that graciously floated from her body with each spin around the stripper pole. Her booty being put on display as she bent herself low down.

Amethyst roared forwards onto the stage next. Spinning around in her rolling form first before sliding into a lounging pose for her audience. It was less sexy, more showboating, but the crowd did at least cheer for the purple puma in a sexy leotard outfit. She used her attitude as a coping mechanism, twerking and belly shaking with a detached level of arrogance that the audience loved. It was just when they showed such passionate cheers for her shorter and pudgier body that the girl got rather embarrassed.

Power. Stone Faced. Beauty. All these words and more could describe the spectacular Garnet as she stepped onto the stage next. Stiffer than the crowd's pants, her movements started slow while casually removing clothes with no flair. Her massive red and blue tits already bouncing free before she realised her error and began dancing properly. Using the same techniques as her fusion dances, her arms went up and around her head, hips shook so hypnotically, all while the crowd begged for more.

There would never be another complaint about the Crystal Gems again.

Totally Spies - Sam has been mind controlled too many times that all her triggers haven’t been removed

W.H.O.O.P.’s spies were the best of the best. The trained elite that saved the world on the regular. Sam, Clover, and Alex. They were like, totally hot and totally spies for the protection of humanity n all that junk.

The problem was that they kept getting captured.

Sometimes it’d be one of them. Sometimes all three. But usually, in almost every episode of their lives, something bad would happen to one of them. Said bad stuff usually being being brainwashed or gaining an addiction to eating or turning into a catgirl or having an obsession with tattoos… Alex often joked that their lives were a fetish website’s dream but the other two didn’t appreciate that.

Sam was the one who got captured the most. Being the smartest of the three you’d think that would be the opposite way around, but some cosmic fate writer seemed to like separating her and challenging the other two dummies. Her mind had been rewritten and rinsed out more times than a sponge. Each time being freed by her friends… but not without some consequences.

Alex sighed, “Ahh~ That was a long mission~!”

“We still have some time left. Shall we return to our zoo trip, ladies~?” Sam purred as they walked down the hallway. College had been closed for a few hours now but they’d been shunted back here after a mission by Jerry.

Clover jumped up, “Yeah! Mission’s done, let’s go see some cute animals! I wanna see the pandas, and the lemurs, and the flamingos, an-!”

The blonde was shut up immediately by her ginger friend kissing her fully on the lips.

Passion pinned her against the nearby lockers. Sam’s grip on her wrists was stronger than usual, her cherry tastes getting deep into her mouth, tongue swirling its way around her mouth before the blonde girl could even blink. Their soft chests pressing together tightly. The sheer dominance shown by Sam making her heart beat faster and faster…

“Clover! You know you can’t say flamingos in front of Sam!”

Clover was freed from the kiss, in a way that made her rather sorrowful that it ended so soon. Especially when Sam started making out with Alex instead.

The darker skinned girl was pinned right next to where Clover was, now also enjoying the dominating kisses of their brain triggered friend. Sam was smart, pretty, and strong. Neither had really explored their feelings for her, but both had a tendency to get jealous whenever Sam had been mind controlled before. Alex was moaning louder than Clover was, humping her hips a little against the strong ginger girl as she ‘waited’ for the trigger to die down.

“Y-you shouldn’t say flamingos either, Alex!”

Sam bit her plush lip. There was lipstick smearing all over her mouth now.

“I-I wasn’t going to say it until you said it first, Clover!” Alex grumbled, waiting patiently before realising, “Gah! Flamingos!”

Back and forth the woman was passed. Neither realising that Sam was growing bolder with each trigger. Hands no longer grabbing wrists, and instead undoing belts, nipping at necks, and rubbing her knee against sodden pantie lines.

“Wuh…?” Sam blinked awake suddenly, “Oh no… did you two say the word again? I’m so sor-”

“Apfel saft.”

Both Alex and Clover had only looked at each other for a second before mentally agreeing to activate the next trigger. Instantly they were kicked to their hands and knees, with a scowling ginger girl looming above them. “Jou gurls ave been vury naughty.”

Ah, ‘German School Teacher that loved to give spanks’ Sam. what a strange mission that had been. Their rumps rippled from her surprisingly strong strikes, with the location of this hallway adding to their naughty treatment. The spies had a few more triggers they knew still worked for Sam. One that turned her submissive, one that turned her into a dominatrix, caveman, clown, stripper…

The zoo trip was definitely cancelled that day.

Bakarina still doesn’t get it.

“Man, I hope Maria likes me…”

“OH! OOHHH!!! KATARINA~~!!! I LOVE YOULOVEYOUAAAHHHH!!!!”

“Hmm, she’s probably just saying that because she’s still scared of me…”

Katarina Claes had a harem.

The woman inside her mind had been isekai’d from a world of the future. Where Katarina had been a video game villainess, destined to die in all routes of the Otome game. In order to survive, she had to smooth things over as best she could with all the characters and hope her life was not fated to perish.

She did far too good a job at that.

Everyone lusted for Katarina. She was a sweetheart that always put their needs in front of her own, was funny, cute, charming, and often did lewd things without realising them. She was also painfully dumb. Though that was mostly for a frustrated audience that wished the brunette would get a clue and just fuck her harem already.

Turns out, even when she was actively having sex with them, the message of ‘you are loved’ is not clear enough for her. A strange thought of ‘huh, this is probably how they bond in this world but the video game was only PG-13’ had entered her head so even though she was having sex on the regular she STILL thought her life was in danger.

Go figure.

Right now she had her dildo completely inside the main protagonist of the game, Maria Campbell. A lovely blonde girl from a poor family that fell head over heels for Katarina in this universe. They make cakes together, they spend so much time together, and she was so elated that the girl of her dreams was able to make love to her so well.

Maria was crying with glee as she kissed Katarina’s face. Her legs and arms were wrapped around the ‘villain’ as she rammed the darkly coloured phallus into her pussy. It was all Maria wanted. The deep thrusts of the one she loved, being used for pleasure and feeling pleasure in tandem, all while they shared passionate kisses in the moonlit bedroom.

Katarina wondered how to make Maria not afraid of her.

It was almost insulting how dense the brunette was. But thankfully she never showed an ounce of it outwardly. The three girls and four boys that fucked her on the regular (including her adopted brother) all thought she loved them equally back. She did, obviously. She loved them with all her heart. But she just feared fate and game mechanics would bring them to hating her soon enough.

In the end, Maria and her would still snuggle all night, with Katarina baking extra sweet goods for her beloved in the morning.

Yor x Chun-Li

Things had gotten rather raunchy in the crossover villa of Street Fighter 6.

Chun-Li was, as usual, to blame for such an event. Ever the crossover connoisseur, she’d slept her way through most of the cast of King of Fighters, seduced the majority of Marvel, and tasted every colour of the rainbow during her time with the Power Rangers.

But this time was different. All she had to crossover with was a single dark haired girl. A perfectly sized figure of a woman, without any experience of the crossover villa previously, but there was one aspect of her that Chun-Li loved.

Yor Forger was older than her.

“Hmm, how’s that taste, big sis?” Chun-Li purred as Yor obsessed over her ass, “I saw you staring at it during our match. Such a naughty older woman, aren’t you?”

They had gotten heated during their sparring session. Technically all Yor was needed for was a costume, but she’d been invited up to see the sights and fight with the legendary Chun-Li for an advertising stint. During said fight was a lot of red faces and panting as hard muscles rubbed against each other, but during the post fight spa was when they’d dropped the pretence and began the fuckening.

Yor wasn’t exactly the most sexual woman but something about Chun-Li brought it out of her. There was a magnetism between them. Like they were moulded from the same cloth, with their puzzle pieces of a soul fitting together as she ate out the fighter’s ass.

The woman from the spy era of a fictional European country was only 27 years old. But, thanks to time shenanigans, was technically born before the 60 year old Chun-Li. A fact she very much appreciated as she treated the woman to her timelessly tight booty.

When they began scissoring their legs together there was enough **** in their hip thrusts to cause an avalanche below the mountain. Thankfully none were harmed but it did scare the hell out of some bears.

Futurama S7E06 Fry is covered with pheromones that affect Leela and Amy

“Finally! A threesome with two aliens! Just like Kirk promised in his novel!”

Neither woman really cared for what the delivery boy was talking about. They only really cared about what was flowing through his penis right now.

Their journey into professional women’s wrestling had led them down a dark path of doping up with butterfly steroids. While normally encouraged by most sports organisations, there was certainly a bad side to such **** use. Like when a guy you know is sprayed by butterfly pheromones and his dick becomes IRRESISTIBLE.

The cyclops and the martian were currently in their outfits before the match, struggling to find a way to pull away from Fry before they actually fought again. It was rather simple clothing, sports bras and shorts that had become far too small for them as their doped up bodies grew. Muscles framing their forms, while their tits and asses were barely contained by the purple and pink material respectively. Though they were close to tearing it off as they shared a blowjob with this amazingly smelling cock.

Leela had a sort of relationship with Fry anyway, so this wasn’t too crazy, but Amy hadn’t had human dick in a long time. Kif was sweet and tender, but with no blood his strange Amphibiosan phallus was a little lacking at times. She would never admit it, but even without these pheromones she kinda needed some raw cock.

They had been sharing him a lot these last few days. Fry was surprisingly good at handling muscular women (he said some extra visits to ‘Snu-Snu’ land had helped train his squishy body) so they were certainly enjoying themselves almost every time.

Something about that cock just lingered on their minds. It was like a lighthouse beacon of lust. Even after it had cum, the pure desire to make it grow and cum again drove them to treat Fry to even more lewdness. Even when they finally did decouple to perform their obligatory wrestle fight they were thinking of him the entire time and raced back to him after.

The rest of the night was dedicated to filling up their alien cunts with thick twentieth century seed. A covering of their bodies that sheened in the neon New New York lights, dripping from Leela’s bouncy chest and streaming from Amy’s steamy slit.

But after the thirtieth reference to the Beastie Boys by Fry, the two decided to get off the butterfly juice and stop fucking the sap.

Due to some time issues and an illness I got we're ending it at 23 one-shots + this prompt finale. My apologies I couldn't make it to 25, but there will be another chance for a follow up New Years one shot again.

Here's the link to what all the potential one shots would be: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1MrjTNDH_zmKB4j1whNdiMLlA9b-ZIJt9tJkh5eNRVo4/edit?usp=sharing

And the link as to where to vote: https://smartpolls.co.uk/p/51671

I let the previous years chapters back in for a chance, and for you to vote for multiple at once if you so desired.

Hopefully everyone has a Merry Christmas!