>>91409>>91421I love all these suggestions tbh! And I dont know if I would include any actual sex I mean, just more than anything it would just read as a story written by someone who is definitely attracted to men. It's not really the good stuff yet but here is a sample below so far of my draft
"Xander yelped as the statue he was leaning against suddenly attacked him - the crumbling stone quickly turned to elastic, slippery tendrils and enveloped the unsuspecting mage. "Xander!" gulped Charlie, springing forwards to pry the tentacles off of his companion. "I-It's not a statue... it's a mimic!" he added, yelling towards Milo - the third in the trio of mage apprentices. Milo, quickly adjusting his glasses and brushing an errant strand of dark hair from his face, readied a spell and hurled it towards the mimic. Charlie barely dove to safety, watching in shock as Xander let out muffled moans and pawed at his smothered head. "Hit... hit him again!" Charlie gulped, and with a nod, Milo threw several more bolts of magic until, dejected, the monster peeled itself from Xander and scuttled into the darkness leaving little more than a faint trail of mucous.
"I suppose I should've expected more danger..." Xander gasped, doubling over to catch his breath. He turned his gaze upwards towards his companions, only to see them staring back, mouths agape.
"Xander... you're covered in..." Milo started, his voice trailing off. Xander glanced down at himself and wheezed in surprise - his exposed skin was coated in X-shaped purple welts, his face and neck most of all.
"He is probably..." Charlie started, then turned towards Milo - as if Xander wasn't standing immediately in front of them. "...probably FULL of mimic venom..."
Milo nodded gravely, "We need to get him an antidote before..."
"Before what? Before what?" Xander butted in in a panic - he stumbled towards them before, almost as if on cue, he let out a fluttering moan and doubled over. There was a sudden burst of hollow, rubbery groans and hisses as, with each sound, Xander's body suddenly began to bulge and swell. His stance widened - the slits on either side of his robe bottoms leaving ample room for his fat, pale thighs to bulge free as they inflated, the material bunching up or tearing as his proportions rapidly and dramatically changed."