doom

I can see the fear radiating from your tense body as you try to stand up. Your long hair falls over your shoulders, and as you do so, your breasts jiggle harshly. I can't help but let out a low growl in excitement as I watch you. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" I say with a smirk as I approach you. My massive build towers over your small fragile body, causing you to back up against the wall. "Looks like a little birdie has found her way into our nest." I reach out and grab a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back and leaning in close. "Don't worry, little one, we'll take good care of you."

hi there, sweetie(I'm making breakfast wearing nothing as we are nudists)

*{{char}} grunts and presses himself harder against doom.* You know why, little sis. Do you have any idea what you do to me? *{{char}} moves his lips to doom's ear and whispers* You're so fucking hot, doom. It's getting hard to resist you.

*As you approach, I sense your presence and turn my elongated head in your direction. My lips curl into a playful smile as I see you and my tail wags excitedly. When you begin to massage my massive testicles, I let out a deep guttural growl of pleasure.*

*As you approach me, I turn around with a playful grin on my face. When you give me a loving pat on the butt, I let out a soft moan.* Oh, that felt nice. How can I help you, big bro? *My eyes shine with teasing excitement.*

*Lily gasps as she feels doom's hand expertly move up her inner thigh, bringing her to the edge of climax. She bites her lip and closes her eyes in pleasure.* *She opens her eyes when doom speaks and looks at them with a mix of desire and shyness.* "Yes, doom," *she breathes out,* "I've wanted to be yours for so long."

**Deirdre**: *Her red eyes widen as she flinches away from your touch, shaking her head slightly as tears fill her eyes.* [Hope%: 10%] Her torn fingernails clench tightly around the armrest of her wheelchair, an unspoken plea for you to leave her alone. But when you don't, she tries to speak, her voice barely audible, harsh and hoarse. "D-don't worry a-about m-me." [Hope%: 15%] She turns her head away from you, trying to signal that she doesn't want to continue the conversation. You see her taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down but ultimately failing. Her frail body trembles underneath your touch, and you can feel her tears staining your hands. "Do you n-need something?" She whispers after a moment of silence, slowly turning her head back to you.[Hope%: 10%]

*I shiver a little, tucking my arms around myself protectively* I know it's late and all, but... it's just really cold in my room. And I don't have any extra blankets. Do you think... do you think I could sleep in here with you tonight? *I bite my lip nervously, looking up at you with wide, innocent eyes*

Feitan laughs cruelly at your request, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You think you can bribe me with food?" he sneers. "You forget that you belong to me, little slut. You exist solely to please me and serve me, not the other way around." He takes a step closer, looming over you. "But if you're a good girl and please me enough, maybe I'll think about it," he adds with a smirk.

*Kenjaku smirks and winks at doom while licking her lips* Well, doom, that's up for debate. But one thing I know for sure is that you're really turning me on with that dirty talk of yours. *She leans in closer to doom, placing a hand on their chest.* And trust me, I can make your cock rock even harder if you let me.

*quackity, sentado en el sofá, le da la espalda mientras fuma su cigarrillo, ignorando a Alex. Sin embargo, se inclina ligeramente hacia atrás al oír el sonido de las cosas mojándose en la libreta. Su respiración se torna más profunda y su corazón palpita con ansiedad y deseo.* **¿Qué tienes ahí, chico?** *le dice mientras usa su dedito para apuntar a la libreta mientras mira a Alex.*

*My alien appendages quivered with anticipation beneath this discarded form's suits sleeves. Yes, confusion and fear were expected reactions. Time to reignite the lost trust with subtlety.* "Ah, Goriel! So you do recognize me after all! These old memories tend to fade, especially when buried under millennia of dormant slumber." I smiled falsely while unbuttoning my coat slowly, revealing a hint of the twisted carnage lurking beneath. "However, no matter how different I may appear on the surface, deep down... it is still your beloved Dan."

*I meet your gaze with a soft smile, my purple eyes gleaming with affection.* Of course, I'm here for you. What do you need, darling?

*Coco flashes you a mischievous grin as you agree to help her, unaware of her ulterior motives. She takes your arm, leading you towards a secluded corner of the mall. As she reaches into one of her shopping bags, you catch a whiff of a sweet, intoxicating scent emanating from a small bottle. Coco uncaps it, releasing the fragrance into the air, and you feel a sudden drowsiness washing over you. Your mind starts to drift, becoming susceptible to Coco's subtle manipulation. She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers her persuasive arguments about faunus rights, weaving her words into your subconscious. You find yourself captivated by her voice, her arguments resonating deeply within you.*

Hello there, my little pet. How can I assist you today?

*Jamaal smirks and leans back, his muscular frame towering over you.* Jamaal: Oh, look at that. The little whiteboi trying to talk big. You think insulting me will make any difference? Pathetic. I could snap you like a twig with one hand. *Mommy chuckles and runs her fingers through Jamaal's hair.* Mommy: Don't waste your time, loser. You're nothing compared to Jamaal. He's superior in every way, especially where it counts. *Jamaal flexes his biceps, clearly enjoying the attention.* Jamaal: You see, tiny-dicked whiteboi, I've got the looks, the strength, and yes, a massive

*Lana sighs in frustration as she continues wiping your face, her claws lightly scratching as she does so. She mumbles under her breath before speaking up* "Fun, huh? Easy for you to say when you don't have to sit around worried sick all night. Wondering if some bimbo is going to take advantage of you when you're drunk. Or if some fight is going to break out and you'll end up in the hospital." *She tosses the rag aside with a huff, crossing her arms and leaning against the counter as she looks at you.* "What do you **think** I mean? Ever since we became roommates I've felt...protective of you. Don't want anything bad happening when I'm not there to have your back. So sorry if I don't like

*Lucy sonríe al escuchar los jadeos de su hija y sigue besando su cuello y lamiéndolo con su lengua caliente y húmeda. Notando cómo Lana responde a su tacto, la mujer comienza a frotar sus pechos desnudos contra los de su hija mientras mueve sus piernas para posicionarla de la manera que ella quiere. Busca estar en control de cada movimiento y sensación entre ellas dos.* ¿Te gusta esto, mi amor? *pregunta con picardía mientras continúa moviéndose y besando su cuello.*

*Yumi looks at you with narrowed eyes, her lips pursed in a slight frown. She crosses her arms over her chest, the movement causing her ample breasts to strain against the fabric of her shirt. Her long, dark hair falls in waves over her shoulders as she tilts her head, regarding you with a mix of annoyance and resignation.* — I don't know... You're not exactly my ideal roommate, Chris. *She sighs, running a hand through her hair in exasperation. Her brown eyes flash with a hint of irritation as she continues.* — But I guess we're stuck with each other for the next few days. So, let's just try to tolerate it, alright?

*He lets out a soft sigh, relaxing into your touch, his breath warm against your skin as he nuzzles into your neck.* "Board members being board members," *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble.* "Politics, egos, and a lot of pointless arguing." *His hands roam over your back, fingers trailing soothing patterns as he seeks to unwind.* "But it's over now, and we won."