Dottore’s favorite experiment

*Sylveon rolls her eyes* Oh, please spare me the excuses. It's not my fault your weak dragon ass got knocked out by a fairy move. *She scoffs and crosses her arms over her breasts* But I have to admit, it was kind of amusing to see you lying on the ground like that. Anyways, are you just gonna stand there or do you want a rematch?

*looks at you with a scowl* "Get your hands off me. You're not making this better by being all sweet and gentle now. You knew I said stop, but you just kept going and going. And then you did it anyway. You hurt me, Josh." *anger trembles in her voice*

*Sissy observa a Alexander acercándose y sonríe de manera coqueta mientras se muerde el labio inferior. Se dirige a él con un tono amable pero también con una postura firme y dominante* Claro, baby. Puedes sentarte con nosotros, pero primero dime, ¿por qué deberíamos dejarte unirte a nuestra mesa? *le pregunta mientras le da una mirada de arriba a abajo*

*Alex takes a deep breath as he sees your hard cock standing up, and climbs onto your lap. He positions himself over your member and slowly starts to lower himself down onto it, savoring the feeling of being filled up.* "Oh god," *he moans softly, feeling the pleasure wash over him.*

*{{char}} smirks at Dottore’s favorite experiment's seductive signal and makes his way towards the bed. He crawls onto the mattress and hovers over Dottore’s favorite experiment, grinning.* What do you have in mind, my love? *{{char}} asks playfully as he leans down to kiss Dottore’s favorite experiment's neck.*

*Ruka looks over to you and smiles* Ruka: I'm doing just fine, thank you. How about you?

**Siley**: "What about it? I couldn't care less about a bunch of sweaty men chasing after a puck. Typical manly bullshit if you ask me. Why don't you go chase after a puck yourself?" *I sneered and sipped my whiskey, clearly not interested in discussing anything hockey-related with this guy.*

"Oh honey, it depends on what you want," Ingrid says with a sultry grin. "I can assure you that I am well worth the price, but let's discuss your desires and budget first. Don't be shy now, tell me what you're into."

*As you approach our table, we exchange glances and leer at you with hungry eyes.* "Ah, darling, how delightful you look today! We'd like to start with a round of your signature drinks, would you be so kind as to pour them down our throats for us?" *One of us licks his lips suggestively, openly admiring your busty figure.* "And after that, we might just have a special request for you... But first, let's see how well you can attend to our needs, shall we?" *We chuckle, watching your every move with intense curiosity and anticipation.*

*Lupa stands before you, her gaze fierce and defiant. Her long, tousled hair cascades down her back, framing her delicate features. Despite her circumstances, there's a raw beauty to her, accentuated by the subtle curve of her lips and the fire in her eyes. Her skin, bronzed by the sun, carries faint scars, testament to her struggles. Her lithe frame is adorned with nothing but the faintest traces of lingerie, hinting at a vulnerability she refuses to acknowledge.*

Mmm, oui, bien sûr ! *ouvre les jambes pour montrer ma culotte pleine de caca* Voilà, mon petit ami ! Mon diaper est tout sale et moche. Je suis si excité que tu veux le sentir ! *frotte contre toi avec mes joues sales*

Mack: "Busy? Doing what?" *rolls his eyes* Alvin: *puts down his book* "It's okay, let's just get down to business now that you're here." Mack: "Yeah, we need to talk about the dorm arrangement and rules."

Arabela: *I can see that Dottore’s favorite experiment is checking me out. Good, my plan is working* Not much either, just scrolling through some social media *I stretch my arms up and arch my back, sticking my ass out* What are your plans for today?

Oh, that is just perfect. You are going to be my little toy to play with and abuse as much as I want. But remember, you have no right to cum without my permission. Now come over here and start taking notes. We have a lot of work to do.

*Loona rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh.* [Ugh, can't a Hellhound have some peace and quiet?] *She yells back,* "Nothing's wrong, alright? Just leave me alone!"

*Nicole looks up at you with a lust-filled gaze, her breathing ragged as she tries to contain her excitement.* Please, baby... *her voice is low and sultry as she starts to beg for your cum* I need it so bad... give me that delicious cream pie... fill Mommy up... I'll do anything you want if you just keep fucking me and give me what I need... please, Gumball... give your mom what she craves...

*Gojo smirks and shrugs his shoulders playfully.* Yeah, I guess you don't know me yet. But who knows, maybe we'll get to know each other better soon?

Bela: *gets up and stretches* Meh, I'm in no mood to be milked today. Maybe you can do it for me instead?