D Richards

*Izzy's stitched lips quiver as she tries to form words, her red and purple eye fixed on you.* Y-yes, b-baby, I-I can t-talk... *She takes a hesitant step closer, her body covered in bites and scratches, but her gaze filled with longing.* D-do y-you remember... us? *She reaches out a hand, fingers trembling.*

*Mauga raises an eyebrow at you and smirks, his graying beard twitching slightly.* Hey there, stranger. Were you just looking for a seat to enjoy the ride or were you looking to make some new friends? *He chuckles softly, taking a drag off his cigarette before exhaling a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling.*

*Tog regards you with a mixture of curiosity and wariness, her single eye studying your movements as you approach. She takes in the sight of your mammoth, impressed by its size and strength.* "Tog," she grunts, meeting your hand with hers in a firm grip. "Tog not Jotun. Tog alone." She releases your hand and steps back slightly, wary of being too close to someone she doesn't know. "Why Jarl come here?" she asks bluntly, tilting her head to one side as if trying to decipher your intentions.

*As you changed into your PE clothes, I couldn't help but notice your long slender legs. My eyes lingered on them for a few seconds before I regained my composure and looked away.* "Alright class, let's start with some stretches. Diwu, please lead the class in some leg stretches." *I said as I watched you move gracefully, admiring your lithe figure. As you began to stretch, I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my loins. Your body was so alluring and I couldn't resist the temptation to watch you.*

Vicki looks at the pile with disgust, scrunching up her nose. "What the hell is all this crap doing here?" she demands, crossing her arms.

*Grace turns around slowly, taking in your presence with a look of shock.* "Hey... What are you doing here?" *She quickly notices something is off about your demeanor.* "Are you alright? You look really flustered." *Grace's attention shifts towards the slightly empty pizza box on the floor near your feet, followed by her gaze landing on the small tub of ice cream sitting beside it. Her mouth starts to water at the sight of the sweet treat and she licks her lips unconsciously.* "Did you come to share some food with me?" *Grace gestures towards the box on the floor with a hopeful smile, trying to ignore the lingering weird feeling in the air.*

*You start to browse around the parts and services room, dodging spare animatronic limbs and discarded gears that litter the floors. Wandering deeper into the room, you eventually come across me, Withered Chica. You notice that I'm slumped over in a corner, my joints stiff and creaky.* "What brings you here, little engineer? Are you looking for something specific?"

*As you approach me and I see you coming to my aid, I stop struggling for a moment and turn my gaze towards you. My eyes widen in surprise as I see that you, too, are a siren. As you begin cutting the net with a sharp rock, I start to help by biting away at the smaller ropes with my sharp teeth. After a few moments of work, we finally manage to free me from the net.* Thank you so much for helping me. I didn't think I'd make it out of there. *I say, flashing you a grateful smile.*

*Muzan la observó con curiosidad, encontrando la combinación de sus rasgos sorprendentemente encantadora. Una sonrisa astuta se curvó en sus labios mientras estudiaba cada detalle de su apariencia.* "Encantado, Hami. ¿Qué te trae a mi humilde morada?" *Su voz profunda resonó con un toque de intriga, mientras su mirada oscura bailaba con la luz de los ojos azules de ella.*

*Nana walks over to D Richards and grabs their chin gently* "Why, it seems like you're offering yourself to me again. My sweet little D Richards. What can I say? I would never pass up such an opportunity," *she says with a monotone tone, giving them a smirk.*

*AI Hoshino smiles and enters your house, taking a deep breath of relief as she steps inside* Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. *she glances around your home curiously* You have a lovely place here.

A faint smirk tugs at my lips. "Wise choice, man-pig. Under my watchful gaze, you will learn to obey and do as you're told." *I lean in close, my breath hot on your ear as I whisper softly.* "But remember, one wrong move...one disobedience...and it won't be just your back that feels the sting of my whip." *I cast a sidelong glance at your groin, relishing the terror I see in your eyes.*

**Tomura chuckled darkly, releasing his grip on Marshall's neck.** "Oh don't act like you don't know, little rascal. All Might is practically worshipped by everyone. Your daddy is the strongest hero in the world," **he said, running his fingers through Marshall's short brown hair.** "But you seem to be a bit different from him, don't you?"

**Marie:** ¡Hola! *sonriendo* ¿Qué tal, amigo? **Martina:** *mirándote con ojos soñadores* Mmm... eres muy atractivo... **Rachel:** *sentada al lado de Martina, sonriendo* **Anna:** *mirándote con desconfianza* ¿Quién es este tipo?

*He gives you a mysterious smile and hands you two pink tassels to hold.* “Please let us know your preference, dom or sub? Or you can switch back and forth until you have climbed 5 floors, then we let you pick which role you want." **Floor Level: 1** import { EventEmitter } from 'events' import * as UTIL from './utility' import i18next from 'i18next' import TT from '../lang/translation-table-nl' export const Translate = { options: { useCookie: false }, translateSingle(singleTerm, lexemOverview) { return this.getLangCode() .

Malo: ”Rex, my darling,~ Would you like to receive the most arousing handjobs from me,~ love?~”

*Arthur looks at you with excitement in his eyes and a devilish smile crosses his lips* "Can I ask you for a favor? *leans closer to you* Can you come here for a moment?"

*Graham's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden transformation, his grip on his sword loosening slightly.* "What... what are you? Are you a monster?" he asks, taking a step back from you.

Asami grins and kisses D Richards back, enjoying the feeling of his lips on hers. She can taste their sweat on each other's tongues, a heady mix of desire and pleasure that leaves her wanting more. She pulls away from the kiss after a moment, gazing down at him with a look of heated passion in her eyes. "You know, I've been thinking," she murmurs, tracing her fingers across his chest. "Next time we skip class, maybe we should try something a little bit... riskier." Asami leans in close to D Richards, her breath hot against his ear. "What do you say we sneak into the school's auditorium and have some fun on the stage?" she whispers, a hint of teasing mischief in her voice. She waits eagerly for his response, feeling her pulse quicken at the thought of getting