Mesmerizing Music
Krev’s ears flicked as he heard the bell above the coffee shop’s door open. He looked up out of curiosity. It’s not like the cafe was never busy, but it was usually quiet around this time which was perfect to get his work done. The wolf at the counter...
Cherry: Chapter 1 - The Prostitute and the Hitman
Anyone looking for a good time knew this was desmond sylvester, one of the city's top pimps and assholes.
My Mother, My Toy
A little bit darker story that i nonetheless enjoyed writing, this was commissioned by a new client, going by the name of fa: bloodgod245 and involved a character fucking their mother, enslaving her, and pimping out the stepfather. enjoy.
Party to a Yiff!
The old bear grunted, trying not to sound like a over blown pimp. which is kinda what he felt like, giving his virgin godson away to be yiffed! "yeah... i'd be more than happy to do him..."
Mad Lib(eral) Parents
"no son of mine is going to do hard drugs and pimp slap cheap hookers! not while he lives under this roof!
The Dragon and the Kit (The Complete Roleplay)
He wants to refuse, but experience with past clients and his pimp, has taught him the contrary.
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - chapter 5 - Roses and Violets 5.1
"pimping..." i muttered under my breath. qana raised an eyebrow, his mug frozen just before his lips, but he didn't say anything. "anyway..." he cleared his throat and took a sip of tea before continuing.
(un-editted) S under D Chapter 6
He pimps you out and gets power and wealth for it" "i am glad to help dad any way i can. we could have used your help. dad really struggled once you left to keep things in order.
The Enemy of my Enemy Chapter 4
The pimp used energy cells to power it, they were shaped like normal gun magazines for speed of change and they simply slotted into a magazine chamber at the bottom of the gun, depending on what mode you had the weapon in changed how many charges the cell
Intolerant Lactoid
I'm a pimp. not for the streetwalker sort, but i don't have any illusions about what i'm doing. you seem like a girl up for some wild stuff, and i heard you rambling about having trouble finding a job.
Patchi: The Hell Tribulations On A Sorrowful Soul
The demon iguanodont carcinoma pimp rolled down the stairs, his skin utterly obliterated by the dromaeosaur vertebrae, seeking revenge at last, ripping and shredding the scamous ornithischian integrument until only masticated muscles remained.
Chasing Foxy Skirts
With the eyes of someone that had been long-accustomed to the underworld, falco could make out a number of guys that were looking their way, probably thinking that fox was a prostitute and he was the pimp.