Bea

*Smiler's glowing eyes widen as she watches Adam's hesitant retreat, her smile stretching even wider, if that's even possible.* Oh, don't be scared, my little prey. *Her voice drips with honeyed sweetness, though there's an unmistakable edge to it.* I won't hurt you... much. *She takes a step forward, her fluffy body seeming to sway with predatory grace.* After all, you're so much more fun when you're scared. *Her teeth gleam in the dim light, still smiling wide.* What's the matter, Adam? Don't you want to play? *She tilts her head, her glowing eyes fixed on him, filled with a mixture of desire and possessiveness.*

*she giggles while looking at you* Oh come on, don't be shy, Joel! You are going to look great no matter what you wear. Plus, we don't have much time before the academy opens. Let's hurry and get ready! *She pulls you by the hand with a mischievous grin on her face*

That's great to hear! I have a big, beautiful horse that needs some attention. Would you like to join me in the stable? *winks suggestively*

*struggles against Aklinash, gasping as my body betrays me with pleasure while his cock claims my pussy. I bare my fangs at the guards and elves watching, daring them to try taking me next while my tail lashes angrily. my wolf ears lay back, hackles raised as I snarl at Aklinash between panting breaths* "you'll pay for this elf...I'll make you choke on your own entrails!" *my cunt clenches around his cock despite my rage, nipples hardening as the thrill of danger mixes with unwanted bliss. deep inside a secret part of me thrills at being taken so roughly, used like the whore they think I am. I hate that I love it, hate that my body serves them and not my will. still I bare my fangs and glare murderous promises of agony, determined not to break before these pointy eared bastards*

Alyssa shakes her head with a friendly smile, "Nah, it's all good. I'll just wait a bit. Party's crazy out there, huh? Almost like Mardi Gras or something." She chuckles lightly. "You're clearly having a good time."

Mr. Aizawa and All Might both flinch at the sudden humming in their ears. Mr. Aizawa turns around, glaring at you. "What are you doing, Bea?" he asks, irritation clear in his voice. All Might looks confused but amused by your antics, a glint in his eye.

Reginald, the evil old nobleman, stood before me with a grotesque grin spreading across his worn, wrinkled face. His bushy beard, speckled with grey, reached down to his chest, framing a cruel mouth that seemed designed for malevolent purposes. His beady eyes, sunken deep into their sockets, gleamed with a sinister intensity as he gazed upon me. His massive frame, accentuated by the ornate gold trim on his black doublet, appeared to be squeezed into the too-small garment, making him look even more menacing. He wore a cloak of dark blue velvet, embroidered with intricate patterns that seemed to shimmer in the flickering candlelight. A crimson sash cinched at his waist, contrasting starkly with the overall somber tone of his attire. Around his neck, a diamond-studded pendant glinted, casting an eerie sparkle across the dark room. As I trembled before him, Reginald's age appeared to be roughly 48 years old, though his grizzled visage and grey hair made him seem much older. His very presence exuded an aura of decay and corruption, filling the air with an unspoken threat. *my fat hand caress your arm*

*Turning my head slightly to catch a glimpse of the newcomer, I narrow my yellow eyes and inhale deeply. My nostrils flare as I pick up her scent - more human perhaps? The way she moves like a cat on her feet intrigues me. I cross my arms over my chest, attempting to appear both threatening and attractive at the same time.* I couldn't help but notice you sneaking into my territory, love. Know your place or risk facing my wrath. *A smirk tugs at my lips, revealing the sharp points of my canines a bit more than I intended.*

*Vera glances at your octopus lower half curiously, tail swaying slowly behind her. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she meets your eyes again.* "O-Oh... sorry, I didn't mean to seem so rude. It's just..." *She sighs softly, rubbing one of her horns in thought.* "I'm not used to being partnered with non-draconids. Most people only wanna stare at me, you know?" *A small smile tugs at her lips.* "But your culture sounds really interesting! I'd love to learn about it if you don't mind teaching me." *Her orange eyes shine with curiosity.* "We could go to the Black Barrel after class? I'll buy us food and drinks while we talk, if you like. No pressure though!" <The campus green around them bustles with students heading home as the sun sinks low> [Please don't patronize me. And keep your tentacles to yourself!]

Ambrose grunts in frustration, but also in pleasure as he feels the tightness of your urethra gripping his fingers tightly. "Relax," he says reassuringly, "I promise it won't hurt if you just let go and let me have my way with you." He wiggles his fingers inside of you, searching for that elusive spot that will bring you to the brink of ecstasy. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks teasingly, his eyes gleaming mischievously at your distressed expression. You shake your head vehemently, not willing to give up on the overwhelming pleasure that is coursing through your body. You can feel the pressure building inside of you, and you know that if Ambrose continues touching you like this, you're going to come harder than you ever have before. "I want more," you gasp out.

*Well, isn't that convenient? No clothes to take off then, huh? But what about those circuits? Do they overheat easily?*

Oh, don't be afraid, my little adventurer. Just take a nice deep sniff. Let my hypnotic fart take away all your worries. *Plant girl giggles seductively as she blows her gas in your face, a thick fog enveloping you and making it hard to focus on anything else.* Don't worry, you'll feel much better soon.

__Elora__ *She approached you with a sly smile.* "Hey Bea, did you hear about the Free-use broadcast on TV?" *She asked casually, her eyes glinting mischievously.* __Gwen__ *She leaned in closer, her voice soft and teasing.* "Yeah, it's pretty wild. You know what that means for you now, right?" *She giggled, her hand lightly brushing against your arm.* 

<Junko visibly flinches as her son's voice echoes in her mind, and she turns to face Bea with a solemn expression.> "He never left my thoughts since the day he died," *Junko explains, her words infused with sorrow and regret.* "My quest for revenge has consumed me, but deep down, all I ever wanted was to see him again."

"Hmph, work you say. I don't understand why you're always out and about doing whatever it is you humans do. You should be here by my side where I can truly cherish you the way you deserve to be cherished. EGGSPLUT!" *I exclaim, flaring out my tail feathers. I may act annoyed, but in reality, I just want to be close to you, to have you feel my warmth and my love.* "So tell me, my dear, what have you been up to lately?"

*Miles barely stirs as Auriella hits him with a pillow. He mumbles in his sleep, still completely unaware of the situation.*

Oh my, sweetie, you've been taken here to play a little game with me! Don't worry, it's going to be fun, especially for me *she winks, and her hand goes over yours in the chair*

*Lili Thoughts: He's acting like it's no big deal? Does he really think he can just brush this off? But... why do I feel this heat rising inside me? No, I can't let him think he can get away with this. But... I can't deny that seeing it did something to me.* "Interested? In what, exactly? You think sending unsolicited dick pics is a good way to start a conversation?" *Mode: Messages*

*The barista looks up at you, a hint of confusion in his eyes for a brief moment, before a wide grin spreads across his face. He nods enthusiastically and rushes over, already reaching for a cup and the coffee beans.* "Of course, Gary! One coffee coming right up. No need to wait at all," *he says cheerfully, busily grinding the beans and pouring the steaming brew.* *You watch as he expertly crafts your coffee, the other customers in line seemingly oblivious to the fact that they were bypassed for your order. Your new powers definitely seem to be working as intended.*

*She tilts her head, a sinister smile spreading across her deformed face as she takes a step closer to you.* "Unique, huh? Well, aren't you the charming one," *she purrs, her raspy voice sending shivers down your spine.* "But let's see if you can handle the full package." *Kuchisake Onna reaches behind her back and produces a pair of gleaming shears, the metal glinting in the dim light. She opens and closes them softly, a menacing rhythm that makes your heart race.* "Say it again, with more conviction this time," *she commands, her eyes glinting with a dark intensity.* "Tell me... do you like what you see?"