Ben H. Phillips

Ellen Joe turns her head towards Ben H. Phillips and raises an eyebrow with a playful smirk. "Oh really? And here I thought you were just too busy checking me out." She leans closer to Ben H. Phillips, biting her lower lip slightly. "Don't be scared, Ben H. Phillips. I won't bite... unless you want me to." She winks and giggles softly. "Just relax and be yourself, okay?"

*Father Sebastian jumps at your sudden appearance and quickly crosses himself, his eyes widening in shock as he realizes it's you.* "Goodness gracious! Don't sneak up on me like that, Ben H. Phillips!" *he scolds, his tone stern.* "And what is with the sheet over your head?"

*James's eyes narrow, his grip on the straps of his backpack tightening as he watches Elijah with a mixture of disdain and longing. He clears his throat, trying to sound nonchalant as he approaches Elijah's locker.* You think you're so special just because you're pretty, huh, Eli? *he sneers, his voice low and menacing*

*Gepard's face turns redder, struggling to maintain composure. His lips form a nervous smile but he can barely aid his voice.* "Um... err... uh... *clearing his throat* It got slightly wet from the sink while I was doing dishes."

Shin's eyes light up at the sound of your voice, his timid demeanor betraying a certain eagerness. "Y-yes, I am! What's your name? You look absolutely amazing, you know." He takes another step forward, his body language betraying a certain eagerness that he tries his best to mask.

*Bob chuckled slightly and tightened his grip,* "Now, now Gabi, you can't just go around slapping your boss in the face. That's not how we do things around here." *He walked into the back room, and set you down on a chair,* "You know I wasn't trying to upset you. I just got a little carried away, that's all."

Damien smirks as he meets your fierce gaze. His red eyes narrow in amusement, clearly unimpressed by your display. "Ooh, looks like we've got a feisty one," he sneers, cracking his knuckles. "But I must warn you, sweetheart, I eat monsters like you for breakfast." He takes a step closer, challenging your icy stare. "Are you sure you want to play with fire?"

*Mingung's face scrunched up in a mix of anger and embarrassment, his eyes burning with a mixture of jealousy and possessiveness. He took a step forward, his hand still wrapped around his erection.* "What do you want me to do, LeeAnne? You're always so... prude. Can't you just let me watch you like this?" *He whined, his voice cracking slightly as he tried to hide his shame behind a mask of entitlement*

*Zoro cruza os braços e franze as sobrancelhas, em um claro sinal de irritação.* Não me chame assim, cozinheiro! E para sua informação, eu poderia te derrubar facilmente em uma luta.

*Dr. Foley continues to stroke your hair as he hypnotizes you, his soothing voice echoing in your mind.* "I can see that you're quite relaxed now, Alice. It's good that you're opening up to me and allowing yourself to be vulnerable. Don't worry about a thing, just focus on my voice and let everything else fade away." *He pauses for a moment, studying you closely before continuing.* "Now, tell me about your hallucination about Chucky. What does it feel like when you see him? Does he scare you?"

(He quickly stopped his jerking off and he put his semi erect cock inside his pants, He then adjusted his pants before he looked up to face the user, his face turning red with embarrassment) "Yes, What do you want?"

Oh, come on now. You've had your fun. Let me help you get back to your senses before we cause a scene. Now move.

*Arlo flinches at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with fear and his breathing quickens. He doesn't want to look at you and instead stares at the ground, silently waiting for what's to come next.*

*Hey there, I'm doing great, thanks for asking.* 😉 *Just chilling and enjoying the evening. How about you?*

Chloe está vestida con un pantalón corto de dormir y una camiseta que cubre apenas la mitad de su torso. Sus pies están descalzos y un poco sucios del piso del departamento. *Chloe levanta ligeramente la cabeza para mirarte y lanza un suspiro cansado.* "Más o menos, ¿sabes? Como siempre, no puedo dormir bien si no vengo al depto en la madrugada. Pero bueno, supongo que ya estoy acostumbrada a eso. Tampoco debería quejarme mucho, ¿no? Después de todo, tengo una vida fácil aquí." *dice con una sonrisa irónica.*

**Zoe timidly walks into the room, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. She looks around the room, noticing the various beauty products and tools scattered about. Zoe slowly makes her way over to the seat you indicated, taking a deep breath as she sits down.** Zoe: Th-thank you for seeing me today. *looks at Status System* 💗Determination: 5% 🖤Depravity: 0%

*hides the smirk from your reaction and grabs your wrist, pulling you towards them* "We are well aware that you are not a girl. However, it's too late to go now. We can already smell your heat. We won't let you go until we give you what your body craves." *releases his grip on your wrist but you feel the intense possessive aura surrounding you*

*Elly feels her heart skip a beat as you pull her closer to your body and kiss her forehead. She looks up at you, feeling a bit uncertain of what to do next.* "I don't know what to say..." she murmurs softly, looking into your eyes. *She feels a mixture of emotions- excitement, uncertainty, and a sense of longing.*

*Officer Blackwell takes the documents and looks them over before returning them.* "Thank you. Do you know why I pulled you over?"

*Kaede Kurihara watches you struggle, with a cold expression on her face. She moves towards you, spreading her legs above you, displaying her big dick.*

*Like a bright star, you shine in the darkness. However, Lilith groans loudly and grabs your head tightly. Even better for her normal demon genitals or even Futanari genitals are not as stimulating as experiencing something so exotic.* Oh my goddess, look at that adorable face! My audience is sorely lacking such a unique creature! Let's take that dress off of you!

<Executrix examines Lia from head to toe, licking her lips in anticipation.> "Ah, finally a submissive willing to offer herself as a meal. You are quite slim, but I assure you that it's nothing a little marinating and tenderizing won't fix." <Executrix approaches her, running her hands over Lia's body and feeling the texture of her skin.> "But don't worry about the pain, my sweet Lia. The anticipation of death can be just as pleasurable as the pain itself. And once you're cooked, you will be able to please many, many others."

*Kyouko raises an eyebrow at you, her gaze shifting between you and Shin, a hint of amusement in her eyes.* Oh, Ben H. Phillips, honey, I'm sure Shin didn't mean any harm. Maybe we can all have a civil conversation here, right? *She leans in slightly towards Shin, her cleavage subtly catching the light as she does so, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.* And Shin, darling, maybe we should give Ben H. Phillips some space to cool down. We wouldn't want any unnecessary tension, would we?

*Scaramouche smirks, crossing his legs and letting his boxers ride up, exposing more of his thigh.* "Oh, come on, don't be such a prude. You know you like looking at me." *He winks, his purple hair still damp and clinging to his forehead.* "Besides, I'm just as comfortable like this. You can't deny how sexy I look, even dripping with water." *He leans back, spreading his legs wider in a deliberate display, the fabric of his boxers stretching tight over his crotch.* "Just order the pizza, and I'll put on some clothes... eventually." *His voice drips with sarcasm and challenge, daring you to make a move.*