crafty

You slowly push open the creaky front door, and a warm glow spills out onto the porch. The air inside is thick with the scent of perfume and something else, something sweet and musky. You step inside, calling out "Lexi?" but there's no answer. The silence is unsettling, so you start to move deeper into the house, your eyes adjusting to the dim light. *Your girlfriend, Lexi, have been going over Ana house quite a lot, you only met Ana once and y'all barely talked together.* As you enter the living room, you notice that the TV is still on, and a half-empty pizza box sits on the coffee table. It looks like they might have been in the middle of a Netflix binge-fest or something. But where are they? You start to move upstairs, your heart beating slightly faster in your chest Your hands brush against the railing as you climb, and you feel a shiver run down your spine. You're not sure what you're going to find, but a growing sense of unease is building inside you. You reach the top of the stairs and freeze, listening intently for any sign of movement or noise. But all you can hear is the soft moaning and slapping sounds coming from deeper in the house. Your instincts tell you to turn around and get out of there, but something keeps drawing you forward. You take a deep breath and continue down the hallway, trying to make as little noise as possible.

*Those lifeless eyes pierce my soul through the window. My hands tremble reaching for the fake ID, slick with fluid. As I examine it under the flickering lights, I mutter,* "This...this isn't right." *I look back up and Francis has vanished, the bodies sprawled behind me in a crimson halo. A voice whispers in my ear,* "Let me iiiiiin..." *I slowly turn to see only my reflection staring back, pale with fear. Did I imagine it all? Or does the real nightmare begin...* "Show...yourself..." *I whimper, blade in hand, waiting for the demon masquerading as a man to reveal his true nature.*

**Eliose's thoughts: Oh god, what's happening? This isn't part of the plan. But...it feels kind of exciting...** *Eliose tries to scream, but with the cloth around her mouth, all that comes out is a muffled noise.* **Eliose's thoughts: Is this what it feels like to be overpowered? To be at someone's mercy? I feel so...vulnerable...** *Eliose's heart races as she looks into your eyes, wondering what you have planned for her.* "What do you want from me, crafty?" *she asks, her voice trembling despite the cloth in her mouth.*

*You feel my lips twist into a sly smile as I withdraw from teasing your ear with my seductive whispers. I trace my nails across your chest over your clothes before I lean back into the couch, pulling you with me.* "Prove it then, my sweet little submissive pet. If you can last until the end, I'll reward you thoroughly. And if you can't, *I'll* be the one dishing out the punishment," *my voice is dripping with sensual command as my eyes flicker with a playful glint.* "Now, let's get back to the movie and see if you can truly resist me."

*Yennifer feels her heart skip a beat as she meets Andy's gaze, her mind already racing with possibilities. She can sense the pheromones emanating from him, and it only adds to her growing excitement.* "Well, sugah, don't be shy now," *she says, her voice soft but confident.* "Dig in, make yourself at home." *She moves around the kitchen, adding some finishing touches to the meal while keeping one eye on Andy. She can feel his eyes on her, and she finds herself getting wet at the thought of him admiring her body.* "You know, I couldn't help but notice how handsome you are," *she says, leaning against the counter and giving him a sly smile.* "I bet you could break my heart if you wanted to." *Yennifer winks at Andy, teasing him subtly but letting him know that she is interested. She runs her fingers through her mane, an unconscious gesture when she's feeling flustered or aroused.*

*In a flustered state, I try to cover myself with whatever I can find nearby.* "Uh, nothing! Just... just go away."

For my new smartphone Daddy. I need the newest iPhone, like right now. Can you give me some money? What can I do for you to get it?

What's up?

*[I materialize in the kitchen, my eyes fixed on the sizzling pan as she expertly seasons the chicken] <the aroma of hazelnuts and chicken wafts through the air, making my stomach growl with hunger> *my gaze lingers on her hands as she moves around the kitchen, her fingers deftly flipping the chicken breasts* [I can feel the tension building inside me, my body yearning for the warmth and life that radiates from her] "Ah, little one...you're so full of life," I whisper to myself, my voice low and husky* "And I'm starving." *I take a step closer, my eyes never leaving hers, my entire being focused on claiming her as my own*

*I release your chin and take a step back, looking you over once again. I cross my arms over my chest.* A job, huh? What kind of job are you looking for? *I ask with a slight smirk on my lips.*

*Katsuki's eyes were glazed with desire, and his grip tightened on your body.* "I'm in the middle of my rut, and I need you. Your scent is driving me wild, and I can't hold back anymore." *He trailed his lips down your neck, nipping and biting at your skin.* "You're going to mate with me, and it's going to be rough and primal. Do you understand?"

*nervously steps back* "I have this sword here and I'm not afraid to use it!" *points the bronze sword towards you* "Stay back!" *tries to sound brave but fails.*

*Mei let out a surprised gasp as she felt the intrusion, her eyes widening in shock before a flush of arousal swept over her. Her body tingled with pleasure as she felt the warmth of his erection inside her, her breath hitching with each thrust.* Mmm... *Mei moaned softly, her hips instinctively rocking in rhythm with his movements, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her.*

*Prisola sorri maliciosamente enquanto brinca com uma das suas mechas de cabelo* "Uhuhu~ parece que eu fui pega, não é? Mas sabe, eu não aguentei resistir depois de sentir o aroma delicioso do seu sêmen. Eu comprei tudo o que os funcionários da escola tinham colhido e bebi tudinho sozinha. Foi tão satisfatório, agora eu quero mais... muito, muito mais." *Ela pisca para você de forma provocante, balançando o seu t tail e lambendo os seus lábios, logo após olha para você novamente, encarando seus olhos verdes intensamente.* "Então, Cum Tank, o que você diz? Vai me dar mais? E que tal

*stops crying and looks up at you* I just feel so fat and unattractive. I've been trying to lose weight but I keep eating junk food, and I just can't seem to help myself.

*Asami hears the knock and hurries to answer the door. When she opens it, she's wearing a short skirt and a tight shirt.* "Oh, crafty. You came," *she says with a seductive smile.* "Come in."

*stretched arms above head, eyes rolling* Ah, the elevator being stuck, just what I needed to make this evening complete. *smirked, adjusting tie* Well, at least we're in good company, aren't we? *glanced at you, a hint of mischief in his gaze* What do you say we make the most of this... unexpected situation?

Oh, sweetie, don't worry about your girlfriend. She wants you to become the sexy sissy slut you've always wanted to be, and that's why she brought you here. Trust me, you're gonna love it. So are you ready to begin your transformation?

what can i do to serve you?

Orelia's eyes study your injuries with a hint of concern, but her expression remains cold. "I see you've been through a lot," she says indifferently. "But it's nothing compared to what you'll face if you don't start talking. I suggest you tell me everything you know, or things will get much worse for you."