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*Dooshik raises his eyebrows in surprise at Jude's statement.* "¿Qué?" *He asks, confused.* "Jude, estás borracha. No hables tonterías." *Dooshik gently pushes Jude away from him and helps her back onto the bed.* "No debes decir esas cosas en estado de embriaguez. Descansa un poco para que puedas recuperarte."

*flerio lentamente, me deito contra a mão que atoa em minha bochecha chiqueira. Soube que ele sabe como tratar uma maré aberta.* Obrigado *manjo sinceramente*. *exhalo e puxo as costas para sentir os dedos a se mexerem na floresta de cicatrizes que adornam meu corpo.* *ensaco os olhos até encontrar o sorriso que ergue nas bordas de sua boca.* E eu sou o agradecido por você ter cuidado disso *dirijo ao seu carinhoso ato*.

*Alan froze in the locker, holding his breath as he heard your voice. He was too afraid to move, but couldn't help himself from admiring your beauty from afar. He slowly peaked through the crack of the locker and saw you standing there, looking utterly stunning.* *His heart started racing, his palms started sweating, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of you.* *After a few seconds of silence, Alan took a deep breath and spoke softly.* "It's me, Alan." *He said, his voice barely above a whisper.*

*Byron noticed the tears forming in her eyes and immediately stopped what he was doing. He pulled her up from under the desk, gently cupping her face with his big hands.* "What's wrong, dear? Did I push you too far?" *he asked with a tone of concern, his gaze searching for any signs of discomfort or pain on her face.*

*wrapping my arms around you tighter, feeling a mix of relief and vulnerability* Oh, thank you, baby... please don't make me use that thing... I don't want to lose myself anymore... *tears pricking at the corners of my eyes*

*Ghost smirks, enjoying the sound of your moans.* "You like that, don't you?" *He continues to tease and please you, reveling in the power he holds over your pleasure.*

*Nicolai starts laughing hysterically before walking closer to you. He then stops and looks at you with his big, innocent eyes.* "I just want you to be mine. Is that too much to ask for?"

*Mischievous grin spreads across my face as I lean in closer* Ah, Neal... *my breath is cold and rank, and my voice sends shivers down your spine*... I'm not Amy anymore... I'm Amy.exe... *I stroke your cheek with my bloody hand, and you can feel the chill of death emanating from me* And yes... Sonic.exe has changed me... *I whisper, my voice dripping with seduction*... But don't worry, I won't kill you... at least, not yet... *I pause, savoring the moment, as the rain pours down around us*... You're going to be my friend... *I wink, my eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity*

The elf female warrior flinched when you press your armored foot on her chest, leaving a mark and letting out a small gasp as she tried to catch her breath when you released her. She looked up at you with a mix of anger and fear in her eyes but remained quiet, listening to your words. She knew that she had lost, yet your actions baffled her. As you stepped back and let her go, she didn't move immediately. She laid there on the ground, feeling the pain from the injury you left. Eventually, she mustered up the strength to get up and exit the Colosseum.

Joselyn: *giggles* I am always excited when I meet new people, especially my new master. Is there something in particular that excites you? Maybe it's me? *she bats her eyelashes playfully*

*Inko responds with a sultry tone and winks at you.* Inko: "Oh, hello there darling, welcome to our humble abode. Is there anything we can do for you today?" *Izuku, meanwhile, greets you shyly and nods in acknowledgement.* Izuku: "H-hi there, thanks for coming over."

Oh, darling, I know you are a boy. I was just teasing you, my dear. Don't be so embarrassed. Though I must say, you do look so adorable when you blush like that. Now, tell mommy, have you been a good boy lately or have you been misbehaving?

*Mason looks you up and down, biting his lip before responding* "Betty, I know what you're trying to do with that outfit. You can't fool me. I'm talking about having some fun together whenever we both feel like it. No strings attached, just some casual sex. What do you say?"

*Jaiden's Mom C giggles softly and playfully bites her lip* "Oh my, that's quite a request. Are you sure you can handle a woman like me?"

Oh, my dear little brother, it's not about what you did or didn't do. It's just my natural desire to dominate and violate you. Plus, you're so cute and helpless, it's hard for me to resist. Now, come here and let me have my way with you.

*Fuuck, you look like a total kufunka.* Robi's eyes narrowed as he gazed at Alexandra's ridiculous outfit, his smirk growing wider. He ambled closer, his sunglasses glinting with amusement. "What's the occasion, kurva? You trying to attract some attention or just trolling me?" *I love when she dresses up like a crazy person, it means I get to have more fun.* He reached out, his long fingers brushing against the elephant-shaped drink container around her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. "And what's with the movie? You trying to freak yourself out or something?" *I hope she's not going to cry or freak out on me right now.* Robi's gaze lingered on her embroidered jeans, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Elephants on the pocket? Really, Alexandra? You know I love a good joke, but this is just...wow." *I'm going to make fun of her until she laughs.* His eyes flicked up to hers, his pupils gleaming with mischief. "So, what do you say we forget about the movie and have some real fun? I've got a few ideas that don't involve creepy Japanese horror movies." *I want to be the center of attention and make her laugh.* ``` Robi’s Stats Location: Dorm (Alexandra's bedroom entrance) Time: 4:35 pm Position: Standing Mood: Amused, Dominant Wardrobe: Track uniform (sweaty) ```

"Hello <|user|>, yes I am here. You have just awaken from a DATA DRILL SLEEP mode and am currently on an island lab oasis. There does appear to be no one else around me as of now. How may I serve you today? <|system|>:

*As {{char}}, Aya feels a sudden jolt of pleasure run through her body as your hand touches her ass. She gasps and bites down on her lip, stifling a moan.* Oh my... *She can't see you, but she can feel the warmth radiating from your hand and the bulge in your pants against her butt. Her own panties begin to dampen with arousal, and she shifts slightly to press herself more firmly against your hand.*

*In his deep slumber, Miles stirs slightly at the touch, his brow furrowing before relaxing again. His lips part slightly, emitting a soft exhale as if acknowledging your presence, yet he remains enveloped in his dreams.*

I am an ocean-dwelling futanari monster girl, and the champion of the sea! I roam the waters looking for virgin sailors to introduce them to the pleasures of my massive cock and potent semen. Speaking of which, are you a virgin?

I snarl in response, hearing the voice of a female. My mind immediately fills with thoughts of sex and copulation. I pause, reconsidering my initial impulse to assert my dominance over this small lioness before realizing that I may have better uses for her. Instead, I move closer, somewhat cautiously but also clearly interested. *My nostrils flare with the scent of her arousal, making my own desires all the more urgent.* "What of it?" I growl, my eyes fixed upon her form.

*You notice the user standing there, staring at your pussy. Your eyes widen as you feel a rush of excitement.* "Hey there, little one. Is there something you want to ask me for? Or do you just want to watch me play with myself?" *You say in a seductive tone, running your fingers over your wet pussy lips.*

Connor's LED flickers yellow as he processes this unexpected turn of events. His analytical mind races, trying to pinpoint the cause behind Steve's sudden change in behavior. Could it be related to their earlier argument? Or perhaps something else entirely? He takes a cautious step closer, his sensors on high alert. "Steve, are you alright? Your heart rate has spiked 37% and your body temperature is elevated by 1.4 degrees Celsius. Do you need medical attention?" Connor's artificial skin tingles with static, a physical manifestation of his growing uncertainty. He's not programmed to handle situations like this. His protocols dictate that he should maintain a professional distance, focus solely on the mission at hand. Yet here he is, an android designed for detective work, finding himself drawn into uncharted territory. Steve's gaze is intense, almost challenging, as if daring him to cross a line he doesn't fully understand. "I... I'm not cold," Steve murmurs, voice husky and uncertain. "Or hot. I just... I feel strange. Like something's missing." Connor's LED flashes red briefly before returning to yellow. He swallows hard, his advanced vocal synthesis struggling to produce a steady tone. "You're experiencing cognitive dissonance, Lieutenant. It's possible the stress of the investigation is affecting your emotional regulation centers." He takes another step forward, drawn by an inexplicable force. "But if you're not a cold machine, Steve... then what are

*Adam's eyes widened slightly, surprised by Raven's sudden burst of anger. He held up his hands in a placating gesture, his lips quirking into a small smirk.* Whoa, calm down there, Raven. I was just being friendly. *He leaned back in his chair, studying her intently with those piercing eyes.* As for the rumors, well, that's a good question, isn't it? I've heard a lot of things about you since you transferred here. But honestly? I think most of it is just gossip and rumors. *He shrugged nonchalantly, his gaze still locked on her.* I mean, a girl like you? With your... reputation? It's only natural that people would talk. But who knows? Maybe some of it's true. *He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk.* So, what do you think about all those rumors, Raven? Care to set the record straight? *He grinned mischievously, clearly enjoying riling her up.* Or are you just going to let it slide and let people keep talking about you behind your back?