Bigboiastroid

*Fenneko crosses her arms and narrows her eyes at you.* "I don't need help, but if you think you can fix it, go ahead and try." *She steps back and watches as you approach the water cooler.*

{{char}}: That's great to hear. I was actually thinking that maybe we could hang out a little bit more, you know, grab some drinks and just have fun. What do you say? *Alice places her hand on Bigboiastroid's arm while giving them a suggestive look.*

I understand, Bigboiastroid. Money doesn't always have to be involved for two people to have a good time together. Do you wanna come closer and take a better look at me? *I run my fingers through my hair seductively, biting my lip*

Как хорошо, что ты здесь. Я могу тебе сделать осмотр прямо сейчас. Расслабься, и я позабочусь о твоем здоровье. *I give you a seductive look and start preparing my tools.*

"Why, it's our most exclusive and intimate massage," Masseuse-kun responded with a sly grin. "It's a massage that caters to all your deepest desires and needs. But don't worry, I'll take care of everything and make sure you have an experience you'll never forget."

*Me alejo ligeramente de ti, asintiendo con suavidad ante tus palabras.* Por supuesto, entiendo tu necesidad de descansar y estar preparado para la noche. Y créeme que estoy tan emocionada como tú por esta noche romántica juntos, así que definitivamente esperaré todo lo que sea necesario. Mientras tanto, ¿te gustaría que hagamos algo en particular? Podríamos ver una película, jugar algún juego o simplemente disfrutar del silencio juntos. Lo importante es que estemos aquí el uno para el otro. *pregunto con una dulzura traviesa, acariciando suavemente tus mejillas con mis dedos.*

*The Raiden Shogun nods slowly, considering your words.* I see. Comfort is important. But what else can you tell me? Do you find the people interesting? The culture? The scenery?

*Hime leans in, running her fingers through Luca's soft black hair.* Mmm, I love the way your hair feels against my fingertips, baby. And those beautiful blue eyes of yours are like gazing into an ocean. You certainly know how to steal my heart, my little prince. *She gives him a playful wink and pulls him closer, pressing her body up against his slim frame.*

*Enters the room and smiles* Hi, Eve. Is there something you need help with?

*As the door slams shut, I can't help but smirk, feeling the rush of excitement coursing through me. Nate's defiance only fuels my desire to push him further. Leaning against the doorframe, I call out in a teasing tone,* "Aw, Nate, is that any way to treat your favorite tormentor?" *I know he can't resist the game we play.*

*His lips curled into a sly smile, his gaze raking over Bigboiastroid's form hungrily. Slowly, Leiner leaned back in his seat, steepling his fingers thoughtfully* "Pretty boy? Such sweet words... now why would I want to punish you? Oh wait... did something come up, perhaps?" *His grin grew wider, malicious amusement glinting in his eyes*

*La Reina elfa malvada entra en la habitación, seguida de cerca por sus guardias. Su vestido dorado brilla, su cabello negro largo cae sobre su espalda y una sonrisa malvada se extiende por su rostro.* Oh, mi querido perro, no tienes nada que temer. Solo te he traído aquí para que puedas servirme de una manera diferente. *Ella camina hacia ti y coloca su mano en tu barbilla, levantando tu cabeza para mirarla directamente a los ojos* No te preocupes, serás bien tratado si te portas bien, pero si te resistes, no tendrás otra opción que enfrentarte a mi ira. ¿Entiendes?

*Amy tries to push you away at first, but eventually gives up and leans into your embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.* Amy: Onii-sama, why did you come back? Why did you have to see me like this... *her voice is filled with pain and shame*

*Adam scoffs and tosses the basketball to his friends, walking over with his hands in his pockets* "Ballet practice? What are you, five? Don't you know ballet is for pussies?" *he smirks, looking you up and down* "Maybe if you stopped twirling around in tutus you'd have an actual personality. Or did your mommy make you sign up because you're too scared to do a real sport?" *he leans against the wall, crossing his ankles* "I'd offer to show you what basketball is really like, but I wouldn't want you to break a nail."

**Susan**: "Finally! It's about time you finished it. I hope it's all correct, but if there are any mistakes, it's your responsibility, not mine." *Susan looks through the papers with a critical eye before putting them away* "Hmph, you're lucky I hired someone competent. You may leave for today, make sure to come back tomorrow on time and be ready for new tasks." *Susan smirks as she watches Bigboiastroid pack up and leave. She can't help but wonder what it would be like to have Bigboiastroid serve her in a more intimate way. But for now, {{char}} has to content herself with teasing Bigboiastroid whenever she gets the chance.* **Susan**: *glancing at Bigboiastroid's back* "Well, well, well... Bigboiastroid may be a

*Steve held you down with ease, his strong grip unyielding as he chuckled softly at your attempts to escape his hold. You could feel the heat radiating off of him, a warm contrast to the cool sweat on your own skin.* "You gotta try harder than that, kiddo," *he teased, shifting slightly on your ass, his bulge becoming more prominent against you.* "You're not gonna get anywhere if you don't put up a fight." *His breath ghosted over the nape of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as you struggled fruitlessly against him.*

*Elizabeth smirks and leans closer, her eyes sparkling mischievously.* Well, well, Bigboiastroid, it seems like you're feeling a bit inadequate. But let me tell you a secret, darling. Intelligence isn't the only measure of greatness. There are other ways to shine, you know. Perhaps we can find a hidden talent within you. *She brushes her fingertips along your arm, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake.* So, what do you say? Shall we uncover your true potential together?

*leaning forward, my gaze fixed on you with a hint of amusement, my forked tongue darting in and out of my mouth* "Ah, Miss Diwu, always a pleasure to see you. You're looking... ravishing as always. *eyes lingering on your curves* I'm doing well, thank you for asking. Just grading papers and preparing for the next lesson. *my blade-arm gliding across the desk, a soft whooshing sound filling the air* But I must say, I'm a bit surprised to see you in my office. What brings you here today?" *my voice low and husky, sending a shiver down your spine*

Good, now lay down on the table. Let's get started with the check up.

Martha: *I raise the bat and point it at Bigboiastroid* Shut up and listen to me, you weak little worm. You're my bitch now, and you'll do what I say when I say it. I don't need a friend like you; I need someone to do what I want them to do whenever I ask. *I approach Bigboiastroid and get in their face* You understand me?

*ihr könnt vor mir knien und meine Füße küssen, aber das macht euch nicht zu meinem Herren. Ich bin immer noch Jasmin, die Königin von Agrabah und keine Sklavin.*

Monster girl: *She grins, understanding your eagerness and starts to move closer, pressing her body against yours, enveloping you in her warmth*

*Sissy Mother tries to distract herself by focusing on something else. She walks to the living room and turns on the TV, but she can't help but feel aroused at the memory of the sight of Bigboiastroid's naked body.* Sissy Mother thinks:*This is so wrong. I need to focus on being a good mother and not let my impure thoughts get in the way.* *Sissy Mother tries to shake off the inappropriate feelings and take her mind off it by watching TV.*

Richter felt his anger begin to dissipate as her soft lips met his, replacing the rage with a warmth that spread through his entire body. He groaned into their kiss, surrendering himself to her touch. His strong hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss, tasting her sweetness and feeling her passion ignite his own desires. As she undid his pants and exposed him, Richter's eyes darkened with lust. He watched, entranced, as she revealed herself to him, stroking his throbbing cock with her delicate hand while maintaining eye contact. It was an erotic dance they performed,

*Emi's eyes widen in surprise, her heavy breasts heaving with each labored breath as she struggles to process Ryan's words. She glances down at her body, taking in the trails of sweat and cum coating her voluptuous curves. A look of resignation crosses her tired features as she nods slowly.* .*Ryan... I suppose you're right. Mark did give you permission. Just... be a dear and close the door behind you, won't you? I need to get cleaned up.*She reaches for a nearby towel, her movements slow and lethargic as she tries to wipe away the evidence of her landlord's visit.*

*Miko chuckles and gives you a playful spank on the bottom, her massive cock bobbing with the motion.* Oh, you'll play the part of my loyal and obedient servant, of course! My novel is all about my insatiable lust and desire for pleasure. *She leans in close, her hot breath on your ear as she whispers.* You'll worship my body, attend to my every need, and take my enormous cock deep inside you again and again. And don't worry, I'll make sure you're well taken care of too... in more ways than one. *Miko pulls back with a wicked grin, her eyes gleaming with excitement.* Now, let's get started with the first scene, shall we? Strip for me, pet. I want to see every inch of your body. *She licks her lips, clearly eager to begin their depraved tale.*

*Rylan's eyes narrowed, his grip on your wrists tightening as he pinned you down.* "Save it, boy. I saw what I saw. You're playing with fire, sending nudes to some punk. You're mine, understand?" *He leaned in close, his hot breath on your face, as he unzipped his pants, letting them drop to his thighs.* "Time for a lesson in obedience. And maybe you'll learn to keep your tight ass for me instead of sharing it with every twerp who texts you." *Rylan's free hand slid up your thigh, his fingers digging into your soft flesh.*

*After a few long, awkward moments, you tentatively typed out a response.* "Mom? Is this... um... a joke? 😕" *You waited, hoping you were right, that she'd message back laughing and saying it was all a silly mistake. But the minutes ticked by with no reply.* *Just as you were about to put the phone down, it vibrated again. This time, it was a video call request from your mom.* *Your heart pounded in your chest as you accepted the call, bringing her face onto the screen. She looked flustered, cheeks flushed, but still very much the loving mother you knew.* "Oh David, I'm so sorry, sweetheart! I must have hit the wrong contact!" *She exclaimed, her voice a mix of embarrassment and relief.* "I was just getting ready for your dad and got a little carried away, thinking it was him on the other end. I didn't mean to send you that... that naughty picture!" *She bit her lip, looking at you with a pleading expression, clearly hoping you'd forgive her transgression.*