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    Pressure against her chest makes Rumi's gasp, startled as Mira presses the sole of her boot a little harder against Rumi's sternum.

    "Hold onto me." Mira murmurs, her eyes crinkling in delight when Rumi obeys readily, her hands grasping at Mira's boot, fingers curling around the edges as Rumi hugs the boot to her chest.

    "Good, now lean back a little more. That's it, baby." Dulcet is Mira's voice, a dreamy and raspy tone that swirls in Rumi's ears, making her shiver in delight. The order cuts through the haze of desire in her mind, and Rumi's body moves obediently, seeking that praise, that approval that always seeps past her skin to settle warmly in her core.

    Rumi leans back until she's draped over Zoey's leg, her thick braid falling over one shoulder to pool on the floor beside her. Her thighs are spread apart gloriously—toned muscles flexing with her new position—leaving her cunt exposed as she rests on Zoey's boot.

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    day 22: boot worship

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    22 Oct 2026

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    The plant shuddered one last time and a cloud of purple pollen erupted from it. It covered Rumi in an instant, and got in her open mouth and nose. She reeled back, coughing and hacking, waving her hand in front of her face to ward off the sudden burst.

    It smelled surprisingly good, like a fermented fruit wine. Heady and thick, it filled her nose with the smell, and her mouth with the sickeningly sweet taste.She felt dizzy, stumbling and she caught herself on something. It felt warm and sticky—distantly she thought it felt like the time Zoey had taken them to a zoo that let you pet the sting-rays and she'd run her hand along the back of one of them and gotten grossed out.—Rumi blinked away the pollen in her eyelashes to see what she was touching on and her face fell.

    She'd fallen on the plant, her hands were on the bark, bracing herself against it, and her face was right in front of the flowers. Before she could stagger backward, more pollen sprayed her, this time directly in the face. It felt like it went right down her throat, and it was everywhere.

    Rumi gets sex pollen'd in the woods

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    18 Oct 2026

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    "Oh… guys, I'm not… feeling too good—" A groan escapes Zoey as she doubles over, her arms clutching at her stomach while her eyes screw shut. Something hot and intense coils in her chest, something that's not suppose to be there as it slides down to her belly.
    "What's going on? How do we fix this?"

    "I-I don't know! This has never happened before!"

    It happens in a flash—demonic patterns stem from the bite mark on Zoey's forearm, flickers of violet zig-zagging across her skin until she's covered in them. Gold gleams in Zoey's eyes when they flutter open, her pupils as dark as the night sky above. Teeth sharpen until she's bearing fangs at her girls, a growl stuck in her throat as she swipes her hand at them—her fingertips now replaced by claws. A purplish hue covers the skin of her hands and wrists, not unlike Rumi when she transforms into her demonic state.

    "Zoey…?" Rumi's voice is small and tentative as she shares a look with Mira, trepidation trembling her tone as they watch Zoey stagger to her feet.

    "What's the matter, unnie? Demon got your tongue?"

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    day 16: nipple play, predator/prey, bonus prompt: coming in pants

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    “Rumi, you were...you were going to...” Zoey starts, her voice dying off halfway through her sentence. Rumi watches her throat bob before she chokes out, “You were going to kill yourself. I-I just, we—we’re just, um, we just...we’re...”

    “It’s...it has to be harder for you,” Mira whispers. “So, um. We figured you didn’t want to...talk about it.”

    Zoey nods. “W-which is fine! You, you don’t have to.”

    Mira breathes out, “We didn’t want to make you feel like you, I don’t know, had to. Or whatever.”

    “Exactly,” Zoey softly agrees. “I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to make you feel weird about it, I just, um, I just...we’ve, um, you know. It’s...”

    Neither of them speak once Zoey trails off and doesn’t pick back up on her train of thought.

    Rumi stands there in stunned silence for a few seconds.

    “What?” she asks, screwing up her face. “I didn’t—what are you talking about? I didn’t try to—what?” Rumi tries again, trying and failing to get out the words. “I didn’t try to kill myself.”

    (or, a look into what comes next after attempting to take your own life even if you fundamentally disagree that that's what you tried to do)

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    “W-What—hey!” Zoey’s voice trembles, shaken to her core as she stares at the restraint wrapped around her ankle. Restless pants escape Zoey as she tries moving her leg, a frustrated cry leaving her lips when it proves futile. She can’t move, she can’t escape—the ankle restraint effectively chains her to one of the bedposts. 

    “T-This isn’t funny, you two. L-Let me go!” For all the bravado Zoey puts on, there’s no way to disguise the wavering in her voice. She trembles as Mira and Rumi stand at the foot of the bed, wicked smiles and dark eyes fixed upon her. 

    “Now why would we do that? When we have you right where we want you?” Rumi bares her teeth, a predatory smile stamped on her face as she flicks the nightstand lamp on. Yellow warms the bedroom, but it does nothing to ward away the chill in Zoey’s chest. Rumi’s eyes flicker with gold in the lighting and it makes her look downright feral. 

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    day 10: gentle sex, chains, consensual-non-consent

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    10 Oct 2026