ask-trainer-celeste whispered: How about Violet and Nancy are having a contest of who would first come from having sex with the other ones Arcanine/Furfrou, respectively, whilst making out with each other at the same time. //I hope that is not too much or against anything you would like, dear
Nancy was already wringing her hands before Violet had even finished her suggestion. “Oh, but that doesn’t sound fair at all,” she said. “I mean, you’re… you’re like an expert at, well, you know! And I’m just…!” She tripped over her own words and trailed off.
“An expert?” Violet said, putting on her best pout. “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you saying I’m a slut?”
At this, Nancy blanched and squeaked, “N-n-no! I would never!”
“Right, so it’s settled then, yeah?” Violet said, whirled around as if it were unquestionably so. “Hmmm, I don’t think I’ve even really gotten to play with your Arcanine that much. I mean, that almost puts you at the advantage after all, doesn’t it?”
I was thinking of pokemonverse! Adult entertainment and imagined pornstars who specialize in pokephilia (because in Livi’s world it’s not uncommon/definitely has a decent niche market)
Bet a few porn stars are very selective over what types they like to act with. Then there’s some who bring their own pokemon team to porn with, because their pokemon know them.
Violet would definitely end up starring in a few of these!
Anonymous whispered: So, you connect this thing to all the other pokephilia stuff get the word out, and plop it onto patreon? This will go big. Yes definitely learn more CSS but if you generate enough interest eventually there will be people in the pokephilia community that know CSS that'll pitch in. Maybe check with the maker of Pokemon Off White and see if they can help? Anyway check out Corruption of Champions and Fall of Eden. Been out go years and not finished, the struggle is real. More help = more fleshed out
I really appreciate the enthusiasm people have had based on the small amount of content I’ve released so far. That said, I believe that certain expectations need to be curbed significantly.
What everyone has seen so far is exactly what they are going to get - it’s not going to get any fancier than the demo. I do not know any CSS; I do not even know any HTML. Setting up this tumblr was a struggle that ended with my friend giving me a big thing that I copy and pasted where they told me to and that is the entirety of my understanding of html besides <br> making a page break. This project (or series of projects) is not going on Patreon, it’s not going to be the pokemon version of CoC. It’s going to be a very humble little choose-your-own-adventure at best. If it inspires a bunch of people who actually know how to code and have years to devote to a larger project, then that’s great, but that is not what I am looking to create here.
shiversshipping whispered: I think you should do like the demo, smaller stories. But make it so that they have the potential to connect together. So, releasing smaller ones over time then making a larger one by altering the small ones made so far and adding new elements everywhere else into a cohesive single branching story. That way you can test and improve with each smaller iteration and make each lead toward the creation of the massive whole finished product.
It’s an idea, but it’s not something I’m going to do. The problem with iterations on a linear story based on reading large blocks of text with no save/load function is that people will immediately begin skipping things they’ve already read. Forcing readers to repeatedly recreate the exact string of choices they made for each new iteration in order to experience new content is just not good design.
The only way to avoid this is to make new additions completely separate from any previously made choices - in which case they may as well not be one single project, but rather a series of self-contained stories that are loosely connected at best. Without any way to call back to previous choices a reader has made to shape the overall narrative in ways that are both interesting and surprising, attempting to string together a series of narratives that are connected but also cannot be affected by previous choices only reduces the amount of options that can be explored.
Thanks to everyone who submitted a wet dream! I have a ton of them still sitting in my inbox now, so I’m going to have to cut off new submissions here. I’m still going to respond to as many of those that have already been submitted as I can, and I’m sorry if I can’t get to them all.
Anonymous whispered: (Dream prompt) Katherine shyly approaches Violet, her face red with embarrassment, her arms crossed over her chest. She can't believe what she's about to admit to her own sister. "Violet, I thought a lot about the stories you told me, and... Well, there's a houndoom, and... Please, would you help me seduce him?!"
Violet rolled her eyes. “You don’t need me to teach you anything about seduction, silly. You’re the one that can hold down a normal, stable relationship.” she said. Then she stopped and thought it over. “Although I think you would look rather cute with a dog boyfriend.”
“I don’t want to date a Houndoom,” Katherine said. She huffed. “I just want to get him to fuck me.”
sgt-nolisten whispered: Violet finds herself strapped to a wooden horse, about to be taken by a powerful Rapidash.
She tugged frantically at the ropes restraining her, but it was no use. They were bound too securely for her to slip out of, and struggling against them was only wearing her ankles and wrists raw. So she tried to relax and lie still, her arms and legs dangling down and her body flat against the wooden plank that formed the horse’s “back.”
But it was difficult to stay calm when one was about to be bred by a full-sized horse.
Anonymous whispered: In your dreamworld, a wild Ditto appears! And while it shapeshifts its gooey form into different male partners, Violet, being sedated, kinda forgets she can't get pregnant with a Ditto. Even if their utility is to mate with almost everything.
She could swear that she’d just been embracing a man. And yet now he was gone, and in his place a mass of sticky purple slime coated her arms and her tits. But she didn’t much mind; the way it writhed against her skin was quite pleasant, in fact. And everything seemed just a little bit cloudy and vague, but she could swear that the slimy mass had smiled at her.
