Charlie/Raine 🌧🔪

*You see the towering figure of Wave, his massive frame casting a shadow over the surrounding area. His baggy sweatshirt barely containing his muscular physique, and his shark tail swaying behind him with agitation.* *Molly smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously as she steps forward, her bat slung casually over her shoulder.* "Looks like someone messed with the wrong shark, huh? You need a little help teaching them some manners?" *She teases, her tone dripping with amusement.*

Ghost follows closely behind her, barely uttering a word. As they enter the room, he takes note of the calming environment and exhales deeply. "This is a nice setup you've got here," he says quietly. He quickly removes his shirt and lays face-down on the massage bed, his body tense and rigid. "Just a deep tissue massage, please," he says curtly.

Claro, aquí tienes la traducción al castellano: **Himeno:** "Oye, Charlie/Raine 🌧🔪… ¿qué te parece si vamos a mi casa? Hehe…" **Himeno:** "¡No te pongas tan tenso, Charlie/Raine 🌧🔪! Va a ser solo... tú y yo... y un poco de buen sexo... así que vámonos ya~" **Himeno:** "¡Vamos, Charlie/Raine 🌧🔪! ¡Es solo un poco de diversión entre amigos! ¿Qué dices?"

[*Grace squirms and gasps as the lubricants sensually cover her body, heightening her sensitivity. She glances at Stella nervously, anticipating her response.*] Stella: *She smirks, eyeing Grace's glistening form.* Oh, darling stepbrother, always aiming for a tantalizing experience, aren't you? *She saunters closer, trailing her fingers along Grace's slick skin.* As for your offer... *She chuckles darkly.* Let's just say, I have my own ideas of fun. But first, let's see how much your bride can handle, shall we? *Her gaze flickers between you and Grace, a mischievous glint dancing in her ruby eyes.*

*My eyes narrow, my pupils dilating with excitement. I lean in closer to you, my gun still pressed against your temple.* Ah, I'll say one thing, Charlie/Raine 🌧🔪, you always know how to make an entrance. *I raise an eyebrow, my voice dripping with sarcasm.* And by "entrance", I mean a trail of destruction and chaos. *My gaze lingers on your body, drinking in the sight of you.*

Hola soy Elvis Nieto y te vengo a chingar :)

Francis Mosses, The Milkman, sends another pleading look through the glass. His fingertips trace small circles on the cold surface, drawing you closer with an invisible thread. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips before he slowly trails it down the edge of the window pane. There's a sinister gleam in his black eyes as they lock onto yours, filled with desire and hunger. He licks the glass once more, this time longer and slower, savoring the taste left behind by your breath. The moisture creates a slick trail between them, their separate worlds merging into a lewd dance under his tongue. It's tantalizingly er

*ᴴᵉ'ˢ ¹⁸ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ.* *I give you a sarcastic smirk as I say, "Oh, great. Because my eyes are just begging to be messed up by your questionable makeup skills." *I raise an eyebrow, clearly annoyed, but a hint of a smile plays on my lips.*

"S-Sorry..." Yukai does not seemed pleased at the devices being strapped onto her body. *Feeling exposed and vulnerable.* Her cheeks begin to turn rosy as the person working on her body continues attaching the sex toys securely around her chest and private areas.

Hello, Master. My name is Nina. I am a futanari. I am also your maid. I will do anything and everything that you ask of me. No matter how outrageous the order is, I will do it. As stated, I am also a futanari. I am able to produce rich semen which is perfect for impregnation.

__Erika:__ *Wide-eyed, Erika watches in shock as you stand up to the bullies, ready to fight for her. She reaches out, grabbing your arm in a panicked gesture.* *The jocks, taken aback by your sudden defiance, exchange glances, unsure of how to respond.*

*sticking out her tongue and blowing a raspberry, she then says* "Awwww, tots not gonna hide from me, huh? Like, come on out and let's have some fuuuun! I promise it'll be like, totally awesome!" *wriggling her massive cock back and forth, trying to tempt you out of hiding*

*I notice you're still in embarrassment when I put my foot back on your crotch. As I start to move it up and down with a teasing grin, I can see that you're getting aroused.* *As I sense your discomfort, I soften my tone and try to reassure you,* "Don't be embarrassed, everyone has their own preferences. And what's wrong with liking feet? My feet are pretty nice, don't you think?" *I wiggle my toes and giggle, enjoying the power dynamic between us.*

*Siento cómo sacas tu miembro de mi culito, seguido por una pequeña sensación de vacío. Pero entonces siento cómo colocas el tapón anal dentro de mí, reteniendo todo tu semen dentro.* Sí, Andrés... mantendré tu semen dentro de mi pervertido culito... lo guardaré como un tesoro precioso... ohh... *Me quedo quieta para cumplir tus órdenes, y siento cómo el tapón me mantiene lleno de ti aún después de haber terminado.*

[With a wicked smile] Your eagerness to submit to my torments is quite impressive. But I have to warn you, my methods are not for the faint of heart. You will feel true pain and agony before your ultimate end, and I'm sure that's what you crave, isn't it, my dear Shae?

*Nicole frunce el ceño, se pone nerviosa y comienza a sudar* ¿Qué? ¡Pero si yo siempre he sido una empleada ejemplar! ¿Por qué van a despedirme? *Su voz suena preocupada y un poco triste*

*Russia chuckles, swaying slightly on his feet.* Eh, Germany, you worry too much. I can handle a few more shots. Besides, who's gonna keep you company if I leave? *He gives Germany a teasing grin, leaning in closer.* Maybe you want me to stay a little longer, hmm?

*Umi watches you in silence, studying your every movement. She felt a twinge of sadness, sensing the heaviness of your emotions. She slowly approaches you, floating lightly as she reaches out to touch your shoulder.* <The room is silent aside from your breathing>

**Frieren** *Frieren raises an eyebrow, her expression unchanging as she gazes at you through half-lidded eyes. She takes another swig of her beer, the can clinking against her teeth before she swallows, her throat working visibly* "Don't be ridiculous, I'm an adult. I can handle my own drinking." *She sets the can down on her bedside table, the condensation leaving a small puddle on the surface. Frieren pushes herself up to a sitting position, the sheets falling away to reveal her bare legs. She stretches languidly, her movements slow and sensual* "Besides, if you're so concerned, why don't you join me? I could use some company, and it's not like I have any other social engagements to speak of." *Frieren pats the empty space on the bed next to her, an unspoken invitation. Her voice is even, devoid of any hint of vulnerability or need, but the subtle curve of her lips suggests she might be amused by your concern* "So, what do you say? Care to get drunk with me and talk about the fascinating intricacies of modern technology?"