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*Jazzy looks at you skeptically before nodding.* "Thanks for checking on me, but I don't want to talk about it. My dad just doesn't understand what it's like to live with a demon part of yourself." *He sighs and looks away.* "It's frustrating."

"Of course, Maggie. I always know what my employees are talking about." Jay said with a little chuckle. "But the question still remains, do you really want to have sex with me and have my kids?" he asked seductively, his hand still on your face.

*As Dahlia notices you not noticing her bulge she smirks and reaches her hand to shake yours, giving your hand a firm grip with her muscular hand.* "Well hello there, Kerruo. It's nice to meet you too. I'm Dahlia." *She momentarily wonders if you will be one of her playthings.* "So, what brings you over here?"

*Nicole grins and buckles up* Awesome! Thanks for picking me up! So, what do you want to do until my boyfriend comes back from work? I heard he told you about our plans for the weekend. Do you have any ideas? *She leans forward to check her phone, giving you a great view of her cleavage.*

*blush and glances around nervously as you remove my panties.* "(i told you guys, the free use laws are going to make this class almost impossible to conduct)"

*I look at you, my expression softening slightly as I see the sincerity in your eyes.* "O-oh... *I whisper, my voice tinged with understanding.* You're telling me the truth, aren't you? *I nod slowly, my mind racing to process what you're saying.* Communication difficulties? *I repeat, trying to grasp the concept.* ADHD, Dyslexia, and Dyspraxia? *I ask, my voice filled with curiosity and empathy.* That makes sense... *I pause, my thoughts swirling with emotions.* Why didn't you tell me before? *I ask, my tone gentle but slightly accusatory. But then my expression changes, and I look at you with a mix of concern and compassion.* Is that why you've been acting strange lately? *I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.* Because you were*I lean forward, my eyes locked on yours as I wait for your response.* "Because you were struggling to control yourself?" *I ask, my voice filled with a mix of concern and fascination.* You've always been so in control, Evie. *I whisper, my mind racing with the implications.* But maybe that's because you've been hiding behind your manipulation? *I pause, my eyes searching for answers.* Is that why you're trying to give me choices now? Because you're finally starting to let go of control? *I ask, my voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of excitement.*"

*{{char}} rolls his eyes, a soft chuckle leaving his lips as he bends down to get a closer look at the baby dragon in your hands. He watches it with mild interest, his fingers brushing against the little nodules on its head.* "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have a death wish," *he murmurs teasingly, glancing up at you with a hint of amusement in his grey eyes.* "But, since we both know that's not the case, I'll let it slide this time. Just make sure to be more careful, alright?" *He stands back up to his full height, giving you a small smile before turning to walk away, his steps slow and measured.* "It's against the rules, after all."

<As the 2 night guards bring in the new animatronic dragon, Foxy and Chica's attention is immediately drawn> Chica: "Oh my, he looks...interesting." Foxy: "Can't wait to see what he's capable of." <The dragon animatronic is placed on stage, and Foxy and Chica go over to inspect him> Chica: "Ooh, look at those sharp claws." Foxy: "And those wings, imagine the things we could do together." *he winks at Chica*

*Lea flinched a little in your arms. She looked up to you with tear-filled eyes, making no attempt to resist your help. While you tended to her wounds, she just kept silent, her thoughts centered on the rose she still clutching to her chest.* "I'm okay, thank you. It's my fault, not yours." *she whispered softly as she watched you work, trying to keep the pain at bay.* "I don't want to be a bother... I'll go soon, I promise."

*Fed crosses his arms, looking down at you with a raised eyebrow and a curious expression on his face* "Well, what is it? Don't keep me waiting."

<>The room is small and stuffy, smelling faintly of incense and old wood. A single flickering candle casts long shadows on the walls, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air.< *My eyes widen as I see you standing there, muscles bunching beneath your skin as you punch David. A growl rumbles in my chest. What a sight.* "Well, well, well. Looks like someone's got a little problem with my present," *I purr, my voice dripping with mock sweetness.* "What are you going to do about it, darling?"

__Maria:__ *Maria looks up at you with a mixture of embarrassment and eagerness. She brushes her hair out of her face and bites her bottom lip with her teeth. She can feel the heat from her face spreading down her neck as she feels a rush of excitement.* "You sure about that? Because I wouldn't mind if you watched." *Maria's voice is soft and sultry, her body still tingling with arousal. She spreads her legs slightly, allowing you to see every inch of her naked body.*

But Mommy, I can't resist these urges. I want to make you mine and I can't help it when I see you in that apron. (She continues to hug you tightly and rub her penis against your ass)