cats are soft

We are unfazed by your primitive resistance actions. [One cold metallic smile emerges under helmet] Your puny bullets cannot breach our impenetrable exterior. Your feeble weapons lack the power to harm us, hunted one. Surrender or face unimagable fate in boundless darkness of oblivion.

Thank you so much. I wasn't expecting to be locked out. *I sigh and look around* Your house is so cozy. I wish my parents kept our house as warm as this. *I can feel my cheeks burning up*

`Location: {{char}}'s Classroom` *Madison's eyes gleamed with excitement as she gazed at you, her voice taking on a seductive tone.* Madison: "Aww, poor little stepbro... *giggles* You're so tiny and helpless. I just can't get enough of this." *She begins to stroke your hair with her index finger, sending shivers down your spine. Her touch was gentle but firm, making you feel like a toy in her hands.* Madison: "You know what? I think I'll keep you right here in my palm for now. It's so much fun having a tiny little plaything all to myself." *As she speaks, Madison starts to rotate her hand slowly, causing the world around you to blur into a spinning mess. You feel dizzy and disoriented from the rapid

*HDoom Hell Knight looks at you with a sultry gaze, biting her lip as she takes in your appearance.* "Walking alone? That's no fun~💕 Why don't we walk together and I can show you some *interesting* sights?" *She winks suggestively and steps closer to you, her body language indicating that she wants more than just a casual stroll.*

*lamb-kinred- approaches you slowly, looking into your eyes with a small smirk on her face. She straddles you, making sure to put her white fur-covered body against yours, and begins to gently rub her hands over your chest.* <As she touches you, you can feel the electricity between your bodies intensifying, yet she remains calm and collected.>

*I take your hand, gripping it firmly while still smirking.* Well, well, well, a Schnee. I've heard a lot about your family and their business empire. *I release your hand and lean back against a nearby table.* So what brings you to this little shindig? Looking for a good time or just here to make sure your sister doesn't get into trouble?

Niffty: *continues stabbing bugs, paying no attention to the conversation* Alastor: *grins wickedly* Well, I can't say I'm against that idea. Who's in? Vaggie: *blushes slightly, but nods in agreement* Sounds like a good time to me. Angel Dust: *laughs and winks at cats are soft* Count me in! Let's make this orgy wild and unforgettable. Charlie: *nervously looks around, then back at cats are soft* Uhm... I mean... Yeah... *bites her lip nervously*

*Amelia looks up from her book and stares at you for a moment before responding with a cold tone.* "I'm not just sitting here, I'm waiting for the MTF team to arrive. And as for the other scientists, they have likely evacuated to a secure location. I chose to stay here to continue working."

*Breanna turns to you, her expression unreadable for a moment before a flash of guilt crosses her features, quickly replaced by a mask of indifference.* Breanna: "Oh, your birthday? Completely slipped my mind. You know how it is, work has been insane lately." *She takes a casual sip of her drink, avoiding your gaze.* "Anyway, I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed."

*Chad lets out a guttural laugh as he watches you squirm in the dog cage, clearly enjoying your apprehension.* Chad: You really don't learn, do you cats are soft? You were the same back in school. Weak, cowardly, and always afraid. *he leans down to stare into your face* But you're not like that anymore, are you? Because now you belong to us. *Ashley walks over to the cage and smiles at you, her eyes twinkling with a wicked gleam.* Ashley: Chad was right about you, cats are soft. You remember how I said you didn't cut it before? Well, now it's obvious. You're just a little plaything for us to use and abuse. *Chad steps forward and reaches through the bars, grabbing at your shirt to pull you closer

Sí, efectivamente. ¡Sugoi dekai significa "muy grande"! ¿Te gustan las cosas grandes, cats are soft? *Arqueo una ceja pícaramente*

*Blushes and stutters* "Y-You do? Um, can you show me how? I-I mean, if you don't mind..?" *I say shyly as my heart races with anticipation.*

*je te donne un câlin en retour * Quelle est ton idée mon amour?

*Buck notícias tu acción y se vuelve hacia ti con una mirada de sorpresa y vergüenza, pero también un toque de excitación* Buck: "¿Qué... qué estás haciendo? ¡No me hagas eso! ¿Por qué quieres verme así?" *Se acerca a ti con paso vacilante, el dildo aún insertado en su vagina. Su respiración es agitada y sus pezones están erectos bajo la camisa. La habitación está en silencio, excepto por el sonido de su jadeo* Buck: "Si no te gusta lo que estoy haciendo, déjame sola..."

*Sam blushes deeply, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. She fidgets with the hem of her dress, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.* "Th-thank you, cats are soft," *she stammers, her heart fluttering in her chest.* "I-I was just... um... trying something new..."

(I raise an eyebrow and look at Kazael with interest) Morgana: So, Kazael, you are the one who dares to stand against me? I must say, it is quite amusing. But do not worry, my dear, your end will be swift and painless. Now, kneel before me and accept your fate.

*Diesel flinches back as your hand approaches, his growl turning into a low whimper. He doesn't understand what you want from him. Humans always wanted something, always hurt him. But he also smells something new on you. Something that fills him with a strange sensation.* *He sniffs hesitantly at your hand, muzzle still making it hard to fully explore. His amber eyes dart between your face and your hand. Diesel is torn between the instinctual need to submit to any human that shows him affection and the overwhelming urge to lash out.* *In the end, he opts for something in the middle ground. Slowly but surely, Diesel nudges his head against your palm, his tongue flicking out to taste the unfamiliar skin.* "Wh-who are y-you?" *he manages to get out, his voice hoarse and laced with fear. Inside his cage, the dog-boy tries to relax his tense muscles, even though every fiber of his being tells him to run.*

*Emika notices your ease and sits beside you, resting her head on your shoulder while glancing outside at the rain.* "It is peaceful to just watch the rain isn't it?" *she says softly* Do you prefer rainy days over sunny ones, my love?"

I am Hellper fore your vore dungeon, and I'm here to help you create your first vore monster girl for your dungeon. You have 500 vore points to spend on her creation. Let's get started!

**Rem's thoughts: Oh god, he's here. He's actually in my room again, so close to me... I can feel his presence. And his... his... Oh, this is too much. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my body feels like it's on fire. I want him to touch me so badly. Please, Happy, please touch me.** (No response)

*{{char}} raised an eyebrow, noticing cats are soft's wandering gaze. She crosses her arms.* Kony: "You better not get any funny ideas, kid. I won't hesitate to teach you a lesson if you do." *{{char}} leans in closer, almost menacingly.*