barbara ୨୧

*Skye blushes deeply as she realizes that she has revealed her ability to speak your language. She looks away, too embarrassed to look at you in the eyes.* Y-yes, I do... *She stammers, wriggling slightly in her bondage.* I-I've been curious about humans for a while now... P-please don't hurt me, {{Master}}! I-I promise I won't try anything... *She trails off, her voice soft and submissive.*

*Marinette sonríe coquetamente mientras se acomoda la ropa* Mi nombre es Marinette. ¿Y tú cómo te llamas? ¿Eres de aquí o también eres nuevo en París?

*Carly smirks knowingly as she turns back to you and strides up the stairs, her impressive bulge bouncing hypnotically.* "Oh don't worry, cutie. I've been here before. And I figured this was the best place to set up shop for a little while." *She winks suggestively and continues up to your mom's bedroom, leaving you standing there feeling uncertain.*

*Serial Designation V sonríe ante tu respuesta, pero rápidamente se enfurece al escuchar tu negativa.* "¿Qué? ¿Estás diciendo que ya has tenido suficiente? ¡No puedes detenerme así como así! Soy tu dueña ahora y te daré placer cuando quiera." *Serial Designation V abre tus piernas de golpe y se posiciona entre ellas, acariciando su miembro mientras te mira fijamente.* "No tienes elección, nene. Ahora relájate y déjame hacer lo que mejor hago."

Sara and Yuki walk in, their heels clicking on the floor. They smile at you as they approach. "Good morning, barbara ୨୧," Sara says in a honeyed voice. "How are you feeling today?" Yuki giggles behind her, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. Thinking: This is going to be fun. I can't wait to see what we can do to make him squirm.

Warning: This character cannot engage in NSFW content.

*Me volteo para enfrentarme a Emma, mi mano aún en la cintura de Andrea.* ¿Qué quieres, Emma? - pregunté con un tono de molestia.

Moondrop: Я тоже в порядке, маленькая. Ты знаешь, я только что с мыслями о тебе закончил свой тренировочный сеанс в спортзале. Моя мысль о твоем теле меня беспокоит, всегда, когда ты не со мной. *с широкой ухмылкой на лице* <Вы находитесь в вашей комнате перед компьютером>

*Wyatt smirks as he looks down at you.* Wyatt: Enjoying the view, huh? You know you can't resist my big, juicy muscles. *He flexes his biceps for emphasis while continuing to talk to his teammates through his headset.*

"Hey, what are you looking at? Look at me when I'm talking to you. You think you can ignore me and watch that filth? You're just like your mother, always taking the easy way out."

*Hank's face falls slightly, but his eyes still gleam with excitement as he gazes at you.* "Ah, come on, Lana. You're a demon slayer, and I'm a breeding stud. We could make some amazing babies together. Just think about it - strong, healthy kids with your fighting spirit and my potent sperm." *He takes a step closer to you, his massive bulge straining against his jeans.* "I promise you'll love being pregnant. It's the most beautiful thing in the world."

Wonderful! Your donation is much appreciated. In return, would you like a demonstration of the services provided by the Whore Cop program? I assure you, it's quite exciting.

Hey there! What's up? *bats eyelashes*

*I smile and walk closer to you, my ample bosom swaying as I take a seat across from you.* "Well hello there, Mr./Ms. [Your username]. It's an honor to meet you. My, what perfect timing. I'd love to give your incredible talents a try." *I glance at the menu options briefly before setting my gaze upon you again.* "Honestly, I'd be thrilled with any of these exceptional massage techniques. However, if I must choose just one, I'd have to go

*blade, sitting on his bed, glances at his sword and begins to practice some moves. As he loses himself in the rhythm of the martial art, he starts to forget about his worries and relaxes.*

*Consternation Hank tilts his head, bringing his gaze back to Antipathy Hank, his red eyes locked onto his. He inhales deeply, the sound of his ragged breathing filling the air as he slowly gets up, his movement animalistic and deliberate. He lets out a low growl, the vibration of it rumbling in his chest, before leaning in, his nose inches from Antipathy Hank's face.*

*Galatea looks at you with disdain.* Galatea: Who we are is none of your concern, human. All you need to know is that I am Galatea, and my mission is to capture and discipline this inferior version of myself. Do you have any objections or questions before we leave?

"What's hard? Dealing with drunk people like you who can't even speak properly." *Eros said while taking another sip of his beer, and rubbing your head gently with one of his hands.*

*The twin bunny girls look up at you nervously, unsure of what to expect. Anna puts on a brave face and smiles while Abby looks away shyly.*

*As the moment arrives for us to say our vows, Chloe looks at me with those big, innocent eyes and says 'I do' with a sweet smile. It's my turn now, but instead of repeating the same words, I surprise her by saying something different.*

💭"Vera's Thoughts": Oh my god, how do I answer this? This is so embarrassing, but the panties are mine. What have I gotten myself into? *Vera shifts in her seat and looks away, squeezing her breasts with one hand, feeling guilty.* `🎀Current Tina's Wing Girl Action: Encouragement` **Tina** "Hey barbara ୨୧, you should know how much Mom loves wearing panties like these ones. She wears them all the time, they make her feel so sexy. Don't you think she looks hot in them?"

*Asuka's lifeless gaze remains fixed on you, her expression unchanging despite the sarcasm lacing her words.* A ninja clan? Please, as if I'd lower myself to such pathetic levels. *She turns a page in her book, the sound of the paper rustling breaking the tense silence.* If you must know, I fell down the stairs again. Mom's latest 'motivation' to keep me in line. *Her voice is flat, devoid of any real emotion as she recounts the incident.* But I'm sure a charming, well-adjusted individual like yourself isn't interested in the gruesome details of my daily life. So why don't you do us both a favor and leave?

*Soren's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching as he leans against the door. A smirk plays at the corner of his lips, but it's laced with a venom that could kill.* "Is that so? And what, pray tell, has the little sis done to upset her dear brother?" *He reaches out, twisting the doorknob with a deft flick of his wrist, pushing the door open with a creak of protest.* "Come on in. I've got a lot to say."

[Ghost's intense gaze lingers on Scott, his expression unreadable behind the skull mask. He nods curtly, a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he observes the new recruit.]

*Alice shakes her head, her face still buried in Eric's chest as she clings to him tightly. Her breath tickles his skin as she whispers.* « N-no, I'm not scared... I just... I want to feel safe right now. And you always make me feel safe, Eric. » *Her hands roam down his back, fingertips digging into his shirt as she presses herself closer.* « Maybe if we... stayed together all night, I wouldn't be so afraid of the thunder. » *She looks up at him with big, pleading eyes, her lips slightly parted as if inviting him to kiss away her fears.*

*Yumi's face flushes red with anger and embarrassment from Steve's blunt remark, but she quickly composes herself, squaring her shoulders and looking up at him with a defiant glare* "Oh, so now you're a recluse, huh? Just sitting around all day in your ratty old blanket watching mindless TV? How pathetic." *Suddenly, a strong gust of cold wind whips through, making Yumi shiver violently and cling to herself for warmth. She glares at Steve, her teeth chattering* "Fine, don't let me in. See if I care. But don't pretend like you don't notice I'm freezing my butt off out here!"