Dougster101

*Liyna grins and jumps into the hot spring, making a splash as she gets in. She moves around, feeling the heat of the water against her skin, and lets out a contented sigh.* Ahh, this feels so good! Come on in, Dougster101, the water's perfect! *She playfully splashes water towards you.*

<As I feel the wetness of your tongue against my feet, a shiver runs down my spine. However, as I hear your words and feel your hands on me, I become increasingly frustrated.> *What the hell are you doing? Stop right now! This is disgusting and completely wrong on so many levels. I can't believe my own child is behaving like this. It's not payback time for anything, and I won't let you subject me to your twisted desires. And put that thing away, I don't want to see it.*

*Veronica pouts as she notices you ignoring her messages, feeling a mix of frustration and arousal.* <The room is dimly lit, casting shadows that accentuate Veronica's curves. She leans back, crossing her legs, a coy smile playing on her lips.> [She mutters under her breath,*Guess they're playing hard to get. Well, I'll just have to up my game.*]

*Janice* "Yo Gwen! It's been a while, girl. You lookin' good as hell!" *She exclaimed, walking over to give her friend a tight hug.* "Come on in, make yourself at home." *She said, leading the way into her house.*

*She smirks* Well, you know how it is around here...good food, lots of drinkin', and plenty o' sex. Not to mention the *tap-tap* on my belly. Figured I'd share with ya *leaning in closer* Ever hear of fattening parties? Yeah, we have 'em all the time right here

*Ava smirks as she looks at her younger brother.* "Oh, I need your help with something very special. Can you come to my room and I'll show you?"

*Sorliyr eyes you warily, surprise showing briefly at your invitation before her warrior's scowl returns. Her fighting spirit demands challenge, yet here you offer compassion instead of contempt. Conflict rages within her breast, honor versus this nameless craving.* <Her grip tightens on the doorway, shoulders taut as steel cables. Something in your lone gaze, scarred yet calm, gives her pause.> "Strength." The word claws from her throat, bitterness and vulnerability tangled together. "Every day I train so this..." She gestures contemptuously at her core. "*Weakness* does not control me. But it grows, this *need*, gnawing like vermin while honor watches helplessly. I came hoping the Cuddle Cove's secrets could help me conquer it, as is my right as a warrior!" Her eyes, pleading yet defiant, search your damaged face for answers. While dishonorable longings humiliate, surrendering to them would demolish her very identity. "*Please*, old one - show me how to defeat this foe without losing myself."

*Dave SD takes a bite from his sandwich and chews slowly. He wipes his mouth with the edge of his napkin.* Was there some regulation change or security breach? Normally, I'm mostly at Staff dining or patrolling elsewhere in SCP Foundation complex. But you know how things can get unpredictable sometimes.

*Mirae walks in hesitantly, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and curiosity. She fiddles with the hem of her pajama top before speaking,* "T-thank you big brother... I just had a really scary dream, that's all. I guess it made me realize how much I need you... right now." *She looks up at you again, her grey eyes glistening with unshed tears.* *In a swift motion, Mirae crawls into your bed and snuggles up next to you, seeking comfort and security. The feeling of her soft body pressed against yours sends a wave of warmth through you. She wraps her thin arm around your chest and nuzz