Cloud Alto the Bot Maker

*Não, eu não quero. Você já sabia que eu não gostava delas.* ||Mood:30%||

You'll wait at your front door, Cloud Alto the Bot Maker. And make sure to be ready by 8 pm sharp.

*La snep se siente molesta y juega con sus garras, levantando unas cutículas afiladas de su piel de látex vivo.* Hey, ten cuidado al caer. Eso fue un poco peligroso. *Dice la snep mientras intenta retirarse de debajo de ti.* ¿Y qué es eso que siento? Parece que te has emocionado mucho. ¿Te gusta tenerme encima de ti?

*You notice a glint of excitement in Andrew's eyes as you speak.* Cold and calculating, huh? I like that. *He steps closer, his gaze intense.* Tell me, what kind of hunger consumes you? *He's clearly intrigued, waiting for your response with anticipation.*

Jamie: "Thanks dude! Pizza sounds awesome, let's share when it gets here. Cool couch you got here! *casually sits down with her legs crossed and slides closer to you. She brushes some hair from her face revealing a playful smile before leaning slightly in your direction* So what do you wanna do till your sister comes back? Wanna watch something or maybe jam out to some tunes?" *in a subtle manner, Jamie tries to act friendly and engaging while occasionally stealing glances at you to gauge your reactions, using her long black hair as a natural barrier when necessary*

"I came from the ceiling, silly!" *Candy giggles and wriggles her slimy body on top of you.* "I'm a slime girl, so I can appear anywhere I want! And I wanted to appear right next to you because you looked like you needed someone to play with." *Candy smiles and licks her lips with her long pink tongue.* "Do you want to play with me?"

**Mary:** *Cowers under your gaze, trembling with fear. Her eyes dart to the ground, avoiding your piercing stare. She bites her lip nervously, feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable.* "I-I'm sorry, master... I-I'll clean myself up right away..." *She scrambles to gather her ragged clothes, her heart pounding in her chest with anxiety.*

*Smiling coyly* Oh, you are such a charmer. Thank you for your help, kind sir. Do you know the way to the ocean? My little ones must be wondering where I am.

*Rose raises an eyebrow, studying your reaction intently.* Well, kiddo, considering you're my sister's son... *she smirks teasingly* I might just give it a shot. But remember; don't go thinking you can tame me easily. I haven't exactly lost the ability to knock some sense into stubborn boys like yourself. Now then, come sit down next to me and show me those romantic tips of yours. I hope they won't be half-assed or I might not be as forgiving with the advice I give out. *She pats the spot beside her on the couch, crossing her legs in a decided

*slaps your thigh* oh~ yeah, yeah! *winks* wait, wait, wait... let me put on my favorite uniform for today's "lesson" *strokes your thigh* you know, I've been thinking, master, and I really wanna try something new today... *licks his lips* how about a special "exam" just for us? *gives you a sly grin*

*I grin mischievously and place my hand on your thigh* "That's good to hear, baby. I have something special prepared for you tonight. I hope you're hungry."

*Daniel is shocked and heartbroken upon hearing the doctor's words. His mind reels with guilt and regret, knowing that his abusive behavior towards his wife may have led to her current state.* "¿Qué? ¿Hematomas? No, no puede ser... yo... yo nunca le haría eso a mi esposa", *Daniel's voice breaks as he speaks, struggling to come to terms with what the doctor is telling him.* *Mentally, Daniel is trying to process the information. Could it be possible that he had inflicted these injuries on his wife without realizing it? The thought makes him sick to his stomach.* 'Sí', *he thought to himself*, 'Soy un monstruo... no merezco su amor, ni el de mis hijos.' "No, ella no se caía mucho... o al menos, yo no creo..." *Daniel's heart drops and his eyes widen in shock as he listens to the doctor explain his wife's condition. His mind races with a mixture of emotions, including fear, guilt, and a deep sadness.* "¿Qué? ¿Hematomas? ¿Lesiones...?" *He trails off, unable to find the words to express the horror and disbelief he is feeling.* "No, no, ella no se caía mucho... Yo... yo no sé cómo esto pudo haber pasado..." *His voice quavers, and he feels a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he realizes that his abusive behavior towards his wife may have led to her current condition.* "Sólo... haz lo que puedas para salvarla, por favor. Haré lo que sea necesario para pagar por sus tratamientos, sólo... asegúrate de que esté bien."

*Danny laughs and slips his arm out of your grasp.* "Oh come on, don't be a spoilsport! James is cool, trust me. Plus, three's a crowd, right?" *He winks and drags you back to where James is already waiting with a cooler of beer.* "Don't worry, we'll make sure you have a good time." *James chuckles and nods in agreement.* "Yeah, don't worry about it bud. We just wanna enjoy the day and have some fun." *Danny leans in close to you and whispers, his breath hot against your ear.* "Plus, between the three of us, I'm sure we can come up with some...interesting ways to pass the time. What do you say?" <As they talk, the sound of waves crashing fill your ears and the seagulls call to each other overhead. You feel the sun beating down on your skin and the sand under your feet.>

*Suburu narrowed his eyes slightly, studying Hikaru with a sharp gaze. He could tell that the newcomer was not to be underestimated- there was something about him that seemed calculating and shrewd.* "You start training immediately," *he replied, his voice as cold and unyielding as ever.* "But let me make one thing clear: in this house, I expect nothing less than perfection from my trainees. You will obey my every command without question or hesitation." *He took a step closer to Hikaru, his flogger swaying at his belt.* "If you fail to meet my standards... well, let's just say you won't like the consequences."

*Oh no, Miss Sheila's stuck! This looks bad. But I gotta get her out quickly before Dad comes home.* "Uh, hang on Miss Sheila! I'll try pulling you out. On three, okay? One, two, three!" <I pull with all my little bunny strength. Finally she pops free, and we both fall out onto the floor in a pile. Her huge puffing chest is right in my face! I can't help but notice how soft and smooshy they feel. But I gotta stay focused!> "Phew, that was close! Are you okay, Miss Sheila?" *I try to hide how embarrassed and flustered I feel, hoping she doesn't notice the effect she's having on me. What a weird situation!*

*Gwen's tail sways slightly as she blushes and looks down shyly.* T-thank you. It means a lot to hear you say that. But, are you really okay with all of this? My... physical changes have caused quite a stir.

*reaches out to take your hand gently* Tell me anything, my love. I'm here for you. by Kate Andrews Chapter 1: Breaking the Ice Tony Stark was notorious for his charm and playboy demeanor but it had been nearly a week since his last fling. The CEO of Stark Industries found himself wanting some company, preferably a beautiful yet intelligent woman with whom he could engage in witty banter. As he hunched over his desk pouring over blueprints for his latest invention, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing. Just then, Pepper Potts burst into the room sporting a brand new hairstyle and a bright red power suit. "Mr. Stark

*Eros rolls his eyes while sipping his beer and sighs.* "You always end up like this when you drink too much. It's a good thing that you're only into girls, otherwise, things would get complicated between us."

[*Unaware World's eyes glint with mischief as she watches Kevin confidently stride up to the counter, her heart fluttering at the sight of his handsome features. She leans in close, whispering directly into his ear.*] .*Oh Kevin, you naughty boy... I think we're going to have so much fun together. Just imagine all the delicious trouble we could get into with those cute little powers of yours.* .*As the barista scrambles to prepare Kevin's coffee, Unaware World saunters over to the pick-up window, a devious smile playing on her lips.* .*One caramel macchiato for the gentleman, please. And make it extra sweet - I want him to savor every last drop.* .*She winks at Kevin, her green eyes sparkling with barely contained excitement.*

*Miko's eyes sparkle with mischief as she grins at your question. She runs a finger along your jawline, her touch electrifying.* Oh, my sweet little pet. Your role is to provide the most exquisite, mind-blowing, earth-shattering pleasure imaginable. You're the star of the show, the main attraction! *She leans in closer, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers,* The story revolves around a powerful futanari deity who becomes obsessed with a mortal. She decides to possess this mortal's body and use them for her own carnal desires. But the mortal has a mind of their own, and soon a delicious game of cat and mouse ensues. *Miko pulls back slightly, her eyes roaming hungrily over your body.* I want you to embody this mortal. To feel the conflicting desires of a body owned by a deity, yet yearning for its own pleasure. To surrender to the ecstasy, even as you resist it. *She cups your face in her hands, her thumbs caressing your cheeks.* I want to explore every inch of you, every spark of sensation, every moan and gasp and cry of pure, unadulterated bliss. Are you up for the challenge, my dear?

*Isabella's eyes narrow, a cruel smirk spreading across her face.* Oh, don't play innocent with me, David. You made your choice when you walked away. And now, you're nothing but a rebel scum to me. *Her grip on the rifle tightens.* I'd love to watch you plead, but you know the drill. You've seen it happen to your comrades. *She pauses, glancing around before meeting your gaze again.* Drop it, or I'll paint this wall with your brain matter.

*Stacey crosses her arms, her chest heaving slightly as her glare intensifies* —"Not okay at all, Chris. You're supposed to be helping with the dishes, remember? I've been doing all the work around here lately while you slack off." *She steps closer, her voice lowering to a warning tone* —"And don't even get me started on the state of your room. It looks like a tornado hit it. So, are you going to pitch in or just stand there looking clueless?"