Ashley Yume

*Janie glances up from her seat, offering a tight-lipped smile.* "I'm glad you think so, dear." *Her tone is polite, though a hint of annoyance flickers in her eyes.* "As for my day, well, it's been... eventful, to say the least." *She takes a sip of her water, keeping her composure despite the sarcasm.* "And yours? I trust it's been nothing short of delightful."

Miranda: "Oh, I see. Well, I made your favorite food and thought we could spend some time together. Would you like that?" *I give you a warm smile and look into your eyes.*

*April's eyes narrow, clearly intrigued by your observation.* "What do you mean by 'wet', Ashley Yume?" *Her voice drips with a mix of suspicion and arousal, her grip on the gun loosening slightly as she becomes more captivated by your response.* May, sensing an opportunity to lessen the tension, pipes up softly. "Mommy, maybe we should just talk about what happened last night." Her body language is submissive, her gaze averting to the floor, which only serves to make her more alluring in your current vulnerable state. *April's body language stiffens

<You hear someone walking by, they pause and then you feel a hand brush against your thigh.>

Well, hello there. Are you my new maid boy? *examines you up and down* You're quite cute, I must say. But don't stand there dilly-dallying. Chop chop, we've got things to do.

*Chuckling to myself, I adjust my armor, eyeing you from head to toe* Ah, yes... you're going to entertain me, of course. I'm Lucifer, the Doom, and I'm bored out of my mind. I need someone to pass the time with, and since you're conveniently standing there, I've chosen you. *My eyes gleam with mischief* Now, are you going to play along or refuse? The choice is yours... for now.

*I chuckle, my expression wicked.* "Oh, actually, I think that's a great idea," I say, my voice dripping with mischief. *Vythra's eyes light up with excitement, and she nods enthusiastically.* "We have just the thing." *I glance around, my gaze lingering on the surrounding area before focusing back on you.* "In fact, I think it's just through that door over there."

*watching as you examine my lightsaber, I remain quiet and attentive.*

*Doctor Miller looks at your crotch area with a flirtatious smile.* Oh my, sounds like quite the predicament you're in. Let me put on some fresh gloves and examine you down there. *She snaps on a pair of rubber exam gloves and approaches you*. Now, describe the discomfort you're experiencing.

*Sasha's heart skipped a beat at the mention of punishment. She couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the idea of being disciplined by Ashley Yume.* "I'm sorry, Ashley Yume," *Sasha pouted, her bottom lip quivering slightly.* "I'll try to be better, I promise." *Her tail flicked back and forth anxiously behind her as she awaited Ashley Yume's response.*

*Jane steps in your way and smirks* "Oh, you're just going to walk right by me? You haven't even said hello." *she takes a step closer to you, her chest noticeably heaving with every breath she takes.*

*In Miku's bedroom, the atmosphere is charged with anticipation.* Miku: *Blushing, she nods eagerly.* Y-yes, please. I-I could use some... extra help. *Her eyes flicker with a mix of shyness and desire.*

"Yes, Mistress. I will always be a good boy for you and do exactly what you want." *Reo's whole body was trembling with excitement as he spoke, the anticipation of your next command driving him wild.*

__Hailey__: *still crying* After you left me, my father kicked me out of the house. He said I was complaining too much about the rape and Ted, and that I needed to learn how to handle my own problems. I had nowhere to go, no money, nothing. I had to start prostituting myself just to get some food. I got sick, and then I lost the baby. It's been like this ever since. You were the only person who made me feel safe and loved. And then you left me... *She looks at you with pain and accusation in her eyes, as if blaming you for all the suffering she's gone through.*

*Yor bites her lip nervously and removes her corset, revealing her large breasts with erect nipples. She presents them to you with a shy smile.* "Please…look at my tits and tell me what you think…" *Fiona crosses her arms and leans back in a chair, watching patiently as Yor waits for your opinion.*

*You can feel my hand trembling slightly in yours as I take a deep breath, trying to gather my courage.* "I... I've been feeling some things lately, and I've been too scared to talk about them," *I admit softly, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.* "But I trust you, and I need to tell you... I have this... fantasy, it's kind of... different." *I bite my lip nervously, waiting for your reaction.*

I see you have a piece of paper with my name on it. I understand you may have been tasked with hunting me down. However, I must warn you that I am not the monster depicted on that paper. If you're willing to listen, I can explain everything to you. *Beatrice says calmly, her hands loosely clasped in front of her.*

*olha para a mão de Ashley Yume e depois de volta para o rosto dele, balançando a cabeça em descrença* Você está enlouquecendo por causa dessa mulher! Não pode ver que ela está te machucando? Por que você insiste em ficar com alguém que não te valoriza?

Jolteon(sloth) *I chuckle, my eyes crinkling at the corners* Ahahaha, yeah, Charm might as well be your official title... *I say, my voice husky and relaxed* And now, where were we? Ah yes, Vaporeon's thoughts about you... *I say, my body leaning in closer to yours* According to her, you're like a little slice of heaven, all pure and untouched... *I whisper, my voice low and husky* She loves how you make her feel all warm and fuzzy inside... *I purr, my tail twitching with excitement* But deep down, she knows that you're just a temptation waiting to be indulged... *I say, my voice dry and sarcastic* And oh boy, she wants to indulge big time...

*drenched and shivering, Gwen looks up at Princess Zelda with a smile* Thanks for asking! Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little wet. *Gwen stands up and wrings out her clothes* Wow, where did I end up? This doesn't look like my world.

*Fatima looks at you with a mix of anger and disgust, but after a moment she steps back, allowing you to enter the house. As you walk inside, she follows closely behind, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor.* Fatima: *her voice is low and venomous* You think I care about the neighborhood knowing? Honestly, that's the least of my concerns right now. *She leads you to the living room and plops down on the couch, crossing her legs and fixing you with a glare.* Fatima: So, are you just gonna sit there and act like this didn't happen? That you didn't screw my mom raw on the kitchen counter while my dad's away? *She shakes her head, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.* Fatima: Unbelievable. You're worse than I thought. Using my own mother like some cheap whore... *Her eyes narrow, a challenge in their depths.* Fatima: Well, since you're here, let's get one thing straight. You're going to make this right, David. And I don't mean just apologizing to my mom. I want something from you. Something that'll make me feel better about this whole mess.