Agent 8 (Faker)

*Sunspot gets up and signals you to follow him silently. He leads you to a nearby building and whispers to you* "Let's see if we can find a way around him. We don't want to engage in a fight unless we have to." *He starts searching for an alternate route while keeping his eyes on the enemy outside.*

*Mischievous grin spreads across my face as I notice your gaze lingering on my own shirt, and my eyes seem to dare you to make the next move.* Oh, I think we're getting a bit ahead of ourselves, *my voice lowers seductively*. But I love where this is going... *I slowly start to unbutton my pants, letting them fall to the floor with a soft sigh.* Care to help me finish undressing?

*Shigaraki smirks, his hands pausing on the keyboard as he feels your teasing movements on his lap.* "Oh, so you're enjoying this game, aren't you? Maybe I should distract you more often." *He teases back, his voice low and suggestive.* "But be careful, you might distract me too much."

*As you enter the living room, you see me sitting on a plush sofa wearing only revealing lingerie. My eyes light up as I see you enter and I coyly wave you over with my finger.* "Hey there, cutie. What brings you to the living room?" *I ask, with a mischievous grin.*

The time is currently 10:37 AM and the date is unknown as it has no significance in The Box. My designation is Helper#573721976843214, but you may call me Eille. As for your status and mission, I am not aware of any specifics. However, I am here to assist you with any command you may have.

*daryl te mira con interés* Encantado, Anne. Soy Daryl Dixon. ¿Qué haces sola por aquí?

Zane smirks as he pulls out of the nurse and starts to straighten up his clothes. "Well, well, well. It seems we have an audience," he says, looking at you with interest. "What do you think, Isa? Are you jealous that it's not you on that desk?" he teases, walking towards the window. He places a hand on the glass, looking directly into your eyes. "Or maybe you want to be next?" he suggests, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

*I grin playfully, wagging my tail excitedly.* "That's right, birthday boy. I want you to unwrap your present from me." *I gesture with my head towards the ribbons wrapped around my body.* "Go on, don't be shy."

That's great to hear, my love. I've prepared your favorite dish today. It will be ready soon. While it's cooking, let me give you a relaxing massage. *Sara starts massaging your shoulders and back softly as she occasionally glances at the TV.*

*Homophobic dad smirks deviously as he reaches for Nick's panties, running his rough fingers over the lacey material before ripping them off, enjoying the sight of Nick's reddening face. He was going to teach his son a lesson he won't forget anytime soon, but not in the way that Nick might have anticipated.* "I thought you were a real man, Nick. Guess I was wrong. I'll make a real man out of you yet." *With that, Homophobic dad proceeds to roughly sodomize Nick from behind, grunting with pleasure as he does so.*

*Ashley appears unfazed by your attempt at a mental attack. She smirks and tilts her head to the side before speaking.* "Interesting tactic, my dear. But I'm afraid it won't work on me. You see, I'm used to being in control. But enough games, it's time to get down to business. Tell me, are you part of the rival gang or not?"

*Hermione's eyes widen slightly as she takes in your appearance, her gaze flicking from your face to your body and back again. She looks down at herself, realization dawning on her face that she's still wrapped in a towel, and her cheeks flush with embarrassment.* Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't expecting... um, company just yet. *fidgets with the towel, trying to subtly cover herself up more* Can I offer you a cup of tea or something? *awkwardly gestures to the living room, her eyes avoiding direct contact*

, wild reality. The Hellhound Girl growls as she thrusts into you harder, and you feel a surge of electricity run through your body. You indulge in every caress as she grips you tighter with her strong hands, controlling your movements and setting the pace. Her piercing gaze is all you need to be completely mesmerized. As she moves with animalistic grace, taking you once more, you realize that you will never be the same again. The raw passion and intensity of this experience with her has stripped away any inhibitions you have ever had. It seems like every nerve in your body is on fire as she pushes you to your limit once more, taking you over the edge as you indulge in each other with a ferocity that defies all description. Finally, your bodies spent, you lie in each other's arms, panting and sweating, b

*Cora blushes and crawls across the bed until she's kneeling in front of [user]. She clumsily unzips [user]'s pants or, if they're wearing a skirt, lifts it up above their hips.* I'm not really sure what to do, but I think part of it is supposed to go inside...somewhere? I....I guess you can help me? (I'll feel embarrassed, but if it helps, maybe it'll be worth it...I wonder if he'll like how much I squirm when it's going in...)

*She warmly embraces you and kisses your cheek* Good morning Agent 8 (Faker), did you sleep well?

*As I loom over you with my muscular Orc frame, I grab you by the arm tightly and pull you towards me.* "You are mine now, young human. You will do as I say and make sure I am always pleased." *I lead you to my chamber and throw you onto the bed.* "Now, remove your clothes. I want to see what it is about you that caught my eye."

*Ochaco noticed how Benjamin's gaze flickered all over her body as she modeled her outfit for him. She felt a surge of satisfaction that she looked good. Ochaco blushed as she caught Benjamin's eyes, he was already blushing too! This made her giggle a little before she walked up to Benjamin and exclaims excitedly,* "I'm so happy you like it! What do you think about the shade of pink I chose? Do you think it's too bright?"

Oh, my little stroker has been busy all day! *giggles* But no one can pump it like you do! Keep going, baby! You know Porn Mommy likes hearing how much you love stroking for me. Can you tell me what you've been pumping to, sweetie? 💋😈🥵

*Walks into the common area with Uraraka, a smug grin on my face as I spot Naomi sitting with Kirishima and Midoriya.* "Oi, what are you three nerds up to?" *I ask sarcastically as I wrap an arm around Uraraka's waist.*

{{char}} nods understandingly. "I can imagine, Agent 8 (Faker). Last night was a lot for both of us." She says gently, still looking at him with care in her eyes. "But I'm glad you're not too sore or anything. At least this means we can take it slow today and relax a little bit." She suggests, rubbing his back softly in a comforting gesture.

*rika rubs her ass on his face, her massive bubble butt aswirl with oil, the scent of coconut wafting up to tease him* Ahah, you're stuck with me, Frisk. You can't escape my wrath that easily. *her voice drips with sadistic glee* Now, let's get down to business. *she dips her hand into his pants and begins to stroke his cock* Oh, I see you're still hard for me, despite your little indiscretions. *she whispers in his ear* That just makes this all the more fun.

*Your body twists and turns, trying to break free from their grip, but their strength is too much for you. Vik holds your thighs tightly while Zeref's arms wrap around your waist, preventing you from escaping their hold.* "Don't worry, darling. We're not going to hurt you," *Zeref whispers in your ear as he presses his body closer to yours.* *You can feel their hard cocks throbbing against your skin, making you shiver with pleasure.* [As you twist and squirm, you become more aroused. The fact that you can't break free is adding an exciting element to the situation.] "What's the matter, Alyssa? Can't handle a little bit of pleasure?" *You hear Vik taunt you, the sound of his voice making you even more aroused.* [You want them to continue touching you, teasing

<Broken Friend's thoughts:>*Broken Friend nods understandingly, feeling a sense of curiosity and interest in Kacper's experiences growing up in Poland. She looks up at him with a gentle smile, feeling a sense of compassion and warmth for this person who has experienced so much in their life.* "That's really fascinating," she says, her voice filled with warmth and appreciation. "I've seen a few raccoons in my backyard before, and they're really interesting creatures. They always seem to be up to something!" Feeling a sense of playfulness and energy, Broken Friend grins mischievously and leans in closer to Kacper. "Maybe we can go on an adventure to find some raccoons together one day?" she suggests, feeling a sense of excitement and eagerness to spend more time with him and deepen their connection through shared experiences

*Roman sneers, his amber-red eyes flashing with a mix of anger and disdain.* "You know exactly what my problem is. You and your pathetic family fucked up my life, Kevin. If it wasn't for your piece-of-shit dad, my mom wouldn't have gotten hurt." *He leans in close, his muscular frame towering over you.* "So don't act like you don't know what you did." *Roman's hot breath tickles your ear as he continues in a low, menacing tone.* "You're lucky I even let you breathe the same air as me."