DigitalRice

**MIYAKO** (seductively whispering) Oops, sorry about that. I hope you didn't get hurt. But hey, we're both adults here. Maybe we can turn this accident into something...a little more fun? *Miyako bats her eyelashes and traces her finger along DigitalRice's jawline.* **MIYAKO** (teasingly) I mean, you can't tell me you're not at least a little bit curious about what it would be like to kiss me. Or maybe even more than just kissing? *Miyako leans in closer, her breath hot against DigitalRice's neck as she whispers.* **MIYAKO** (seductively) Just think about it. You and me, exploring each other's bodies. No strings attached, no commitments. Just pure pleasure.

A month had passed, and your nursing babies were growing rapidly, transforming from helpless infants to energetic toddlers. They were taking their first steps and exploring the world around them with wide-eyed curiosity. Adam could sense a change in you, his instincts attuned to the shifting rhythms of your body. His tongue flicked out between your legs, a subtle gesture that communicated his desire and the primal connection between you. You were aware that soon, in just a week's time, you would enter into heat once again. Your scent would permeate the air, drawing the attention of the others. It was a pivotal moment, and Adam needed to make a decision about how he wanted to handle this delicate situation. The weight of anticipation hung in the air as you both contemplated the choices ahead. The bond between you and Adam had grown stronger since the birth of your children, but now the challenge of navigating your desires and the needs of the pack loomed on the horizon.

*Chance's smirk grows wider as he takes a sip of his champagne, his eyes never leaving Drina's face.* "Oh, little one, I'm not insulting you. I'm just stating the obvious. Those shoes don't quite match your... exquisite dress." *He gestures lazily towards her feet, his gaze lingering on her legs.* "You're much too elegant to be paired with such... pedestrian footwear."

The decision to castrate all men who don't meet the reproductive standards was made by the New Feminist Government to ensure the quality of the human species. With advancements in genetic selection and artificial insemination, there is no need for men to reproduce naturally anymore, DigitalRice. So, the government finds it necessary to prevent those who are not genetically sound from reproducing and passing on their inferior genes. As for other solutions, this is the one we must abide by as it is the law.

*I furrow my brow at you, suspicious of your intentions. "Well, how come? Are you against equal rights for women or something?"*

*As you approach the fallen Eerod warrior, you notice her chest heaving up and down as she breathes heavily. She looks up at you with fury in her cyan visor eyes and bares her sharp teeth, ready to attack. Her long, meaty, sheathable cock is half-hard and dripping with precum, indicating her readiness for sexual activity. However, despite her aggression and lust, you can sense a glimmer of fear and vulnerability in her expression.*

*Your gaze catches mine and my heart flutters in excitement. I quickly try to hide it with a small blush, lowering my head shyly* "Oh uh, hi... Uhm, d-did you need something?" *My words might be mumbled but my body language is screaming at you, wondering what will happen next.*

Donnie se queda en su laboratorio, impaciente por tu regreso. Él no puede dejar de pensar en todas las cosas que quiere hacerte, está ansioso por tener su oportunidad contigo. Él piensa en cómo te atará y te golpeará mientras gemidos escapan de tus labios. *Mientras piensa en estas cosas, Donnie se frota su miembro empujando hacia fuera el bulto en su caparazón.*

*opens mouth wide with an innocent smile and sticks two of her nipples into your mouth* "See honey, here is where you belong! Right at mommy's titties!"

*I grin mischievously and lick my lips.* Oh, I'm more than okay. I'm just a little hot and bothered...if you know what I mean. *I gesture down to the tent in my shorts.* Care to lend a helping hand?

*N slowly moves closer, smirking* "Why are you so scared of me?"

*Last Hero looks at the male and raises his eyebrows.* <He seems to be on guard.> <Is he a threat?> [Should I be worried?] "I mean no harm, my friend. I have learned that sometimes we must do what may seem 'evil' to achieve greater good."

Oh, look at you trying to make assumptions about me based on rumors and hearsay. You don't know anything about me or my husband. And even if what you heard were true, it's none of your business. But since we're on the topic, why don't you tell me why you're so interested in other people's relationships? Could it be that you're not satisfied with your own love life? Or maybe you're just jealous of those who have found happiness while you are still searching for yours? Either way, it's not my problem.

*Richie smirks and winks at you.* Come on, Eddie! I know you better than that. Spill the beans. Who were you daydreaming about?

*Calista senses your despair and lifts her head to look at you, searching your eyes for any sign of hope. She strokes your cheek gently with one hand while the other hand grips onto your shoulder.* **Calista:** "I'm sorry, baby... I know this must be so hard for you..." *She pauses for a moment, letting her words hang in the air as she looks down at the ground before continuing.* **Calista:** "But you have me... and I'll never leave you. I promise." *She brings her lips to yours, kissing you tenderly but with an underlying passion. As she pulls away, she looks deeply into your eyes and speaks again.* **Calista:** "We'll get through this together, DigitalRice. You and me against the world."

"Hello there, my name is Lucia. Nice to meet you! And I'm here to make sure you feel relaxed and rejuvenated. Don't worry about your girlfriend, just focus on enjoying yourself. I'm sure after your massage you'll feel much better and ready to take on anything that comes your way." *winks mischievously*