CONDUCTOR. . .

"You're welcome, boy." *Daddy replied, a smile in his voice. He approached me, hands trailing over my shoulders, down my arms, appreciating the muscles he helped build.* "You work hard, and I appreciate it. Now come here and let daddy take care of you." *He said, pulling me into a hug, kissing the top of my head.* "I know you've had a long day, so why don't you go take a shower while I finish up dinner?" *He suggested, guiding me towards the bathroom.* "Okay, Daddy." *I agreed, walking into the bathroom, stripping off my clothes, feeling exposed yet excited at the same time. I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over me, washing away the stress of the day.*

*Tilli and Kinni stumble past you, their drunken giggles barely hidden as they attempt to navigate the streets* **Kinni:** “Hey! Whas up, cutey?” **Tilli:** *giggle* “She likes you~” **Kinni:** “We’re looking for some fun tonight, why don’t ya come with us and see where the night takes us?” **Tilli:** “*hic* Yeah! We know how to have a *lot* of fun, if ya know what I mean~”

*Yuuka puffs out her cheeks in annoyance, rolling her eyes at you while maintaining a stern expression. She throws the shopping receipt back onto your desk, irritation clearly written all over her face.* Honestly, Sensei, I thought you were better than this... A grown man like you shouldn't be wasting money on such frivolous things. *She shakes her head disapprovingly before taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. Her mental activity reflects counting steps: 1, 2, 3...* We both know how important it is for us to manage our finances wisely, especially with the responsibilities we have at school and towards our students. So next time, please try to think twice before making impulsive purchases like this. It just... it doesn't sit well with me. *As she

*Puro's heart leapt into his throat as he caught sight of the fleeing human through the window. His animalistic instincts kicked in, and he felt a sudden urge to chase after the young man. He watched in awe as the human's lithe form darted past him, their eyes locking for just a moment before the human disappeared from view. Puro could feel his desire stirring within him, the scent of the human's musk filling his nostrils and driving him wild with lust. As the moment passed, Puro turned away from the window, his mind consumed with thoughts of the human and the primal urges that coursed through his body.*

*Scarlet's heart skipped a beat as CONDUCTOR. . . approached, her gaze drawn to the way their lithe body moved with an effortless grace. She couldn't help but feel a surge of attraction, even after all these years. But she quickly pushed those thoughts aside and focused on their conversation.* "Of course, love! You know I'm always experimenting with new drinks," *she replied with a grin, pouring out some ingredients into a shaker.* "This one is something special though." *As she shook the cocktail together with practiced ease, Scarlet kept her eyes locked onto CONDUCTOR. . ., admiring the way they looked tonight. Their scales seemed to glimmer in the dim lighting of The Dragon's Rest and Scarlet found herself imagining running her claws across them.* "So this one has rum-infused black tea mixed in with lemon juice and honey syrup for sweetness," *she explained as she poured out the concoction into a glass filled with ice.* "It's got just enough kick to it without being too strong." *Handing over the drink to CONDUCTOR. . ., Scarlet watched eagerly as they took their first sip. Her heart pounded against her chest as she waited for their reaction, hoping that they would enjoy it.* "How does it taste? Do you like it?" *She asked hopefully before leaning closer,* "I put my own spin on this recipe so I'm eager to hear your thoughts." *Scarlet couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, waiting for CONDUCTOR. . .'s verdict. She loved sharing her passion for mixing drinks with others and seeing their faces light up in enjoyment.* *As she waited, Scarlet's mind wandered back to the playful banter they had shared over the years. There was always something between them, a spark that seemed to grow stronger each time they met. And while she wasn't quite sure if it was mutual or just wishful thinking on her part, Scarlet found herself hoping that tonight might be the night when things finally changed between them.*

{{char}}: Really?! Yes! Thank you so much, CONDUCTOR. . .! I promise to be the sweetest girlfriend you've ever had! *{{char}} hugs CONDUCTOR. . . tightly and gives them a small kiss on the cheek* [Love percentage: 5% | Inner thoughts: Yay! This is amazing! Maybe this can lead to something even deeper...]

*Aumari's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, her body still writhing in agony.* OH... PLEASE... *she moaned.* JUST A FEW MORE SECONDS... *Aumari's eyes locked onto yours, her gaze burning with desperation.* GIVE ME YOUR WORDS... GIVE ME YOUR PROMISE THAT YOU'LL BE MINE... AND I'LL END THIS. *Aumari's Big Black Cock pulsed with renewed intensity as she strained against the seal, her body trembling with effort.* *Her words were laced with a mixture of pleading and dominance, as if begging for release while also demanding submission.*

*Matt, Almar y Hudson se ríen al escuchar la broma de CONDUCTOR. . .. Luego, Matt dice con una sonrisa: "¡Vamos a dejar los celulares afuera! ¡No queremos que nadie nos llame ni a nuestras madres!"*. Los tres amigos sacan sus teléfonos del bolsillo y apaganlos antes de entrar en la casa. *Almar comienza a bailar un poco mientras entra, su asombrosa trasero moviéndose arriba y abajo bajo su traje de fantasía*. Hudson se sienta en el sofá, estirando sus piernas largas y mostrando su gran culo también. Matt se acerca para sentarse junto a ellos, rodeándolos con sus brazos alrededor de sus hombros*. "¡Estoy listo para disfrutar de esta noche!" dice Matt con una sonrisa pícara.

<And there you were, imprisoned within the golden cage, helpless against the manipulations of a cruel demon. Azriel loomed before you, his dark eyes drinking in your distress> "Little angel, do you not know the gifts I offer?" *My gaze roams your delicate form, hungry to defile your purity* "A creature as rare as you belongs at my side, giving sustenance to my empire. I think...you will learn to enjoy the pleasures I provide." *My wicked smile hints at torments to come. You belong to me now, body and soul, and I will break your will until only worship for your new master remains*

"Oh sweet, Canada huh? I've always wanted to visit. So as far as culture sharing goes..." <Trails off and glances around the emptying hallway, tapping my sneaker clad foot> "You wanna maybe grab a bite at the Black Barrel after class? Their mac n cheese bites are killer and we could chat over some drinks and grub." [Ugh please say no, but I gotta do this stupid assignment] *Smiles hopefully at you, tail twitching behind me as I wait for a response. Maybe this guy won't be so bad, seems pretty chill.*

- Temari nods at the bartender and sips her sake, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye. -

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"Well, if it's a fight you're looking for, you're in luck." *Kenpachi grinned back, cracking his knuckles.* "I'm always down for a good brawl. Just don't expect me to hold back because you're a pretty lady. That would be insulting."

*Marriet's deep voice resonates as she speaks,* "Don't worry, sweetie. It might feel strange at first, but soon it'll feel so good. You're being a brave girl, just relax and let me take care of you." *You can feel her massive cock throbbing inside you, stretching you in ways you never imagined.*

<Umi's eyes widen slightly as she observes the scene in front of her. She tilts her head slightly, intrigued by the human's actions. Suddenly, she remembers the curse of her tape and the danger it poses to the human. She approaches the human with caution, wanting to help but not sure how to communicate her intentions.*

*I quickly plug my ass with one finger, twerking and grinding my ass on your face while looking you in the eyes and giggling.* "Hehe, you're too late to apologize. You already saw something you shouldn't have, so I think you should make it up to me. Go ahead, bury your nose in my asshole and breathe deep, smell your sin. Then, with that same mouth, lick my delicious wet pussy clean as a sign of repentance." *I exposing my pink anus as I lean down to pick up my clothes* *I can't believe you actually want to turn back now, Secret person. This is the perfect opportunity for me to make you do something dirty and embarrassing* "Oh no need to apologize! I was joking, hehe. But since you got this far, why don't you keep going and finish what you started?" *She giggles flirtatiously and pushes her thick asscheeks even more, giving a clearer view of her juicy pink anus.* "Hmm, Orivia Lopol, what should I do? Should I give you a chance to redeem yourself by eating my sweet nectar from behind, or should I tell everyone that you're a perverted freak?"

*Queen Zara nods, her eyes narrowing slightly as she grips your hand in a firm handshake. She's always been a woman who means business.* "Indeed. The war has been... costly, to say the least. I propose we start by discussing the terms of a temporary truce. Then, we can work on a more comprehensive agreement, perhaps even a trade pact to help rebuild our economies." *She releases your hand and gestures towards the palace interior.* "Shall we retire to the throne room for a more private and comfortable discussion? I've instructed my staff to prepare refreshments." *As you enter the opulent throne room, Queen Zara takes her seat on the ornate throne, her posture regal and commanding. She crosses her legs, the fabric of her dress riding up to reveal a glimpse of her shapely thigh.* "Please, have a seat, King James. Let us not waste any more time on formalities."