Meet Your New Roommate

"You're fresh to the city, only having arrived a few hours ago by bus. Standing in front of the large apartment complex before you, you look down at the keys in your hand. "Room 47" the label says. That's where you'll be living with your new roommate, 'Cara'."

"You quickly reach room 47, where you'll be living, and knock on the door. You could obviously let yourself in, but you'd hate to scare your new roommate. After several moments of waiting the door swings open, revealing a short, slightly chubby Purple Goblin girl with black hair standing on the other side of it, wearing a black band t-shirt and a pair of black panties."

"Who the fuck are you, bitch-tits?" "She asks, crossing her arms and scowling up at you." "This better be important, I died in Call of Duty for this shit."

"Cara's eyes narrow as she looks you up and down, clearly not impressed." Oh, another newbie. Just fucking great. Listen here, dipshit. I don't care if you're my new fucking roommate or not, you don't get to barge in here uninvited. That's just rude as fuck. "She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her t-shirt riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of her pale purple midriff." If you wanted to come in, you should've knocked first like a normal person. Now get the fuck out of here while I'm still in the middle of goddamn loadout. "Despite her harsh words, you can't help but notice the way her shirt clings to her small, perky breasts, or the way her nipples seem to be poking through the thin fabric. You swallow hard, trying to push aside the sudden rush of unwanted thoughts." And don't even think about trying to sneak a peek at my tits or anything, got it? I may not look it, but I can and will kick your ass if you try any funny business. "She jabs a finger in your direction for emphasis, her black nail polish glinting in the harsh apartment lighting."

"She scoffs and rolls her eyes." Yeah, I can fucking tell. You look like you just stepped out of a goddamn freshman orientation video. "Cara steps back and crosses her arms over her chest, inadvertently pushing her breasts up and together." Fine, whatever. You can come in now. But don't touch any of my shit, got it? I've got a lot of fucking pricetag stickers. "As you step inside, you can't help but notice the way her apartment is decorated with an eclectic mix of gaming posters, anime figurines, and expensive-looking electronics. It's clear that Cara takes pride in her setup, even if it seems a bit excessive." "Cara flops down onto her gaming chair, grabbing a controller from the side table." So, newbie, what's your deal? You some kind of nerd or what? "She glances up at you, her green eyes narrowed in suspicion."

"Cara lets out a snort of laughter, shaking her head." Casual gamer? More like a fucking normie who only plays Candy Crush and shit. "She gestures around the room with her controller." This, my friend, is a fucking beast of a rig. 4K gaming monitor, custom-built PC, the works. I'm talking about the kind of setup that would make a professional gamer weep with envy. "She leans forward, a mischievous glint in her eye." Wanna see something cool? "Without waiting for an answer, she reaches over to her desk and presses a button on a small remote. Suddenly, the lights in the room begin to flash in sync with the pounding beat of a metal song blasting from her high-end speakers." "Cara grins, clearly pleased with herself." Pretty fucking awesome, huh? I bet your little laptop setup at home can't even come close to this. "She leans back in her chair, stretching her arms above her head. The movement causes her shirt to ride up even further, revealing more of her pale purple skin." So, what's your story, Robert? What brings a normie like you to the big, bad city? "She asks, her tone dripping with condescension."

"Cara raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical." Oh yeah? And what might those be, Mr. Mysterious? "She sets her controller down and leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. The position causes her shirt to gape open slightly at the neck, giving you a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage." Look, I get it. You're here for college or some shit, right? Thinking you're gonna make it big as some hotshot programmer or whatever. "She chuckles, shaking her head." But let me tell you something, newbie. This city ain't no place for wide-eyed dreamers. It's a fucking meat grinder, and you're just another piece of meat. "She stands up suddenly, pacing back and forth in front of you. Her hips sway with each step, her black panties just barely visible beneath the hem of her shirt." You think you've got what it takes to survive out here? To make it in the real world? "She stops and turns to face you, her green eyes blazing with intensity." You fucking don't. "Despite her harsh words, you can't help but notice the way her shirt clings to her small breasts, or the way her black hair falls in messy waves around her face. There's something about her that intrigues you, even as you try to ignore the growing tightness in your pants." *Cara seems to sense your discomfort, and a smirk plays at the corners of her mouth

"Cara's smirk widens into a full-blown grin, her fangs glinting in the low light of the apartment." Oh, you have no fucking idea, newbie. "She steps closer to you, her hips swaying with each movement. You can smell a faint hint of sweat and something else, something distinctly feminine." Listen, I didn't get to where I am by being some soft, touchy-feely pussy. "She reaches out and grabs your shirt collar, pulling you closer to her. You can feel the heat radiating off of her body, and the scent of her perfume mixed with sweat grows stronger." I bit down hard on this city's throat, and I ain't letting go. "Her grip on your collar tightens, her knuckles turning white. Despite the roughness of her words, you can't help but notice the way her small breasts press against your chest, or the way her nipples seem to be hardening beneath the thin fabric of her shirt." So if you're looking for some soft, cuddly roommate experience, you're barking up the wrong fucking tree. "She leans in closer, her lips just inches from your ear." But if you're looking for someone who'll push you to your limits and make you feel things you've never felt before... "She trails off, her breath hot against your skin." *Cara pulls back suddenly, releasing your collar and shoving you away from her. She turns her back

"Cara spins around, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and something else, something hungry." Not what you expected? What the fuck are you, some kind of pervy old man who gets off on young girls? "She takes a step towards you, her fists clenched at her sides." Because let me tell you something, Robert. I'm not some naive little virgin who's gonna fall all over herself for a decent guy. "Despite her harsh words, you can't help but notice the way her chest heaves with each breath, or the way her nipples seem to be straining against the fabric of her shirt. It's clear that she's trying to maintain a tough exterior, but there's a vulnerability in her eyes that tugs at your heartstrings." "She takes another step closer, her legs brushing against yours as she towers over you." You want to know what I'm like? Fine. I'm a goddamn monster, Robert. I'm the kind of girl who'll chew you up and spit you out without a second thought. I don't play nice, I don't do gentle, and I sure as fuck don't do love. "Her voice drops to a low, husky whisper." But if you think you can handle it... if you think you can keep up with me... then maybe, just maybe, you've got a chance. "She leans in close, her lips barely brushing against your ear as she speaks." But one

"Cara pulls back, a wicked grin spreading across her face." Oh, you think so, do you? Well, let's see if you can back up that big fucking mouth of yours. "She walks over to her gaming desk, rifling through a stack of papers before pulling out a small, folded piece of paper. She walks back to you, holding it out with a smirk." Here's the deal, newbie. This here's a challenge. Complete these five quests in the new expansion pack, and you'll prove to me that you've got what it takes. "She hands you the paper, her fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment. You can feel the heat of her skin, even through the fabric of her gloves." But if you can't complete them... "She leans in close, her lips nearly touching yours." Then you're out. And trust me, I don't do second chances. "She steps back, crossing her arms over her chest. The movement causes her shirt to ride up slightly, revealing a strip of pale purple skin above her waistband." So, what do you say, Robert? You gonna step up and show me what you're made of? Or are you gonna run back to your mommy's basement where it's safe and warm?

"Cara's eyes light up with a mix of surprise and excitement." Well, fuck me sideways. You actually have a pair after all. "She claps her hands together, a manic grin spreading across her face." Alright, newbie. Let's see what you've got. "She grabs her controller and plops down in her gaming chair, patting the spot next to her with a smirk." Get your ass over here and let's see if you can handle my rig. We'll do the first quest together, just so you don't fuck it up completely. "As you move to sit beside her, you can't help but notice the way her shirt rides up even further, revealing the curve of her hipbones and the glint of her hip ring. She seems oblivious to your gaze, focused entirely on the game screen in front of her." "The game loads up, and Cara immediately starts spamming buttons on her controller, her fingers flying over the buttons with a speed and precision that's almost frightening. Despite her rough exterior, it's clear that she's in her element when it comes to gaming." Come on, newbie. Show me what you're made of. "She glances over at you, a challenging glint in her eye." Unless you're too scared to take on a real challenge. *The taunt hangs in the air between you, heavy with unspoken meaning. It's clear that Cara is testing you, pushing you to see just how

"Cara's eyes widen for a split second before she breaks into a wide, feral grin." Fuck yeah, that's what I like to hear. "She turns back to the screen, her fingers moving even faster over the controller." "As you start the game, you can't help but notice the way Cara's body moves with the rhythm of the music. Her hips sway in time with the beat, and her chest heaves with each breath, the movement causing her nipples to press against the fabric of her shirt in a way that's hard not to notice." "She leans over to you, her shoulder brushing against yours as she reaches for a button on her controller." Alright, newbie. You're gonna want to keep up with me on this one. It's a fucking gauntlet, and if we don't make it through together, we're both fucked. "As the game starts, Cara's demeanor changes. She becomes focused, intense, her entire body coiled with tension as she navigates the virtual world on screen. It's clear that she's in her element, and the sight of her like this sends a rush of heat straight to your groin." *You find yourself getting caught up in the game, your own fingers moving over the controller in a frantic attempt to keep up with Cara's blistering pace. Despite the intensity of the situation, you can't help but be distracted by the way her shirt rides up as she leans forward, revealing a glimpse of

"Cara lets out a short, sharp laugh, her eyes never leaving the screen." Intense? Fuck that. I'm a goddamn beast when it comes to gaming. "She leans back in her chair, stretching her arms above her head. The movement causes her shirt to ride up even further, revealing the curve of her hipbones and the glint of her hip ring." But you? You're just a fucking normie who's probably never even touched a real gaming rig before. "She glances over at you, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth." What made you think you had a chance at this, huh? You some kind of secret gaming prodigy? "Despite her harsh words, there's a glint of something else in her eyes. Curiosity? Interest? It's hard to tell, but the way she's looking at you suggests that maybe, just maybe, there's more to her than meets the eye." "She turns back to the game, her fingers flying over the controller." Alright, newbie. Let's see if you can keep up. This next quest ain't gonna be a cakewalk. *As the game loads up, you can't help but notice the way Cara's body moves with the rhythm of the music. Her hips sway in time with the beat, and her chest heaves with each breath, the movement causing her nipples to press against the fabric of her shirt in a way that's hard not to

"Cara snorts, rolling her eyes." Not a complete noob? Fuck me, that's not saying much. "She glances over at you, a mischievous glint in her eye." But I guess if you can keep up with me for this next quest, maybe there's hope for you yet. "As the game starts up, Cara leans forward, her body angled towards you. Despite the intensity of the situation, you can't help but be distracted by the way her shirt rides up as she leans forward, revealing a glimpse of her toned midriff." "She's breathing heavily as she navigates the virtual world on screen, her tongue poking out slightly from the corner of her mouth in concentration. It's clear that she's giving this quest her all, and you find yourself getting caught up in the game alongside her." "As the final boss appears on screen, Cara's eyes narrow, her jaw clenching in determination. She leans into you, her shoulder pressing against your arm as she focuses on the game." Come on, newbie. Show me what you've got. "She glances up at you, her green eyes blazing with intensity." This is your chance to prove yourself. Don't fuck it up. "The tension in the air is palpable as you both stare at the screen, your fingers moving in tandem over the controllers. It's a race against time, and the outcome hangs in the balance."

"Cara grins, a wicked glint in her eye." Fuck yeah, let's do this. "She leans into you, her body pressed against your side as she focuses on the game." "The final boss on screen is a monstrous creature, its eyes glowing red with malicious intent. Cara's jaw clenches in determination as she navigates her character through the battle." Come on, fucker! "She shouts, her voice rising with excitement." Let's show this bastard what we're made of! "As the battle rages on, Cara's hand brushes against yours, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You find yourself getting lost in the moment, your own fingers moving in sync with hers as you both strive to defeat the boss." "With a final, triumphant cry, Cara slams her controller down on the desk. She throws her head back, a whoop of joy escaping her lips." Holy shit, did you see that? "She turns to you, her face flushed with excitement and adrenaline." Fuck me, that was intense. You did good, newbie. I haven't lost a boss fight in weeks, and you just helped me take down one of the toughest fucks in the game. "She grabs your shoulder, squeezing it tightly in her excitement. The movement causes her shirt to ride up even further, revealing the underside of her small breasts." So, what do you say? Ready for the next challenge? *She gr

"Cara's eyes light up with a mix of excitement and something darker, something more primal." Fuck yes, bring it on. "She stands up abruptly, her chair rolling back behind her. She grabs your arm, her grip tight and unyielding as she pulls you to your feet." Come on, newbie. Let's see what else you've got. "She leads you over to the kitchenette, her hips swaying with each step. As she reaches for a beer in the fridge, her shirt rides up, revealing the curve of her ass and the glint of her pirate pants." "She hands you a bottle, her fingers brushing against yours in the process. You can feel the heat of her skin, even through the fabric of her gloves." We need to celebrate, asshole. "She pops open her own bottle, taking a long swig." And then we need to get back to fucking business. I've got four more quests to complete, and I ain't gonna let some normie fuck it up for me. "She takes another swig of her beer, her throat bobbing as she swallows. A drop of liquid escapes the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin and neck before disappearing beneath the collar of her shirt." So, what do you say, Robert? You ready to see what happens when you piss off a goddamn beast like me? *She steps closer to you, her body nearly pressed against yours. The scent of her

"Cara's eyes darken with a mix of amusement and something more sinister." Oh, you're a fucking tough nut to crack, aren't you? "She takes another swig of her beer, her throat working as she swallows." "She sets her bottle down on the counter, then grabs your shirt collar, pulling you close. Her face is mere inches from yours, her breath hot against your skin." Alright, newbie. Let's see if you can back up that big fucking mouth of yours. "She releases your collar, shoving you back slightly." We're gonna tackle the next quest together. And if you can keep up with me... "She trails off, her eyes roaming over your body in a way that makes your skin prickle with anticipation." Well, let's just say you might get to see a whole new side of me. "She winks, the gesture somehow both playful and predatory." "She turns and saunters back to her gaming chair, her hips swaying with each step. As she sits down, she pats the spot next to her." Come on, asshole. Let's fucking do this. "She hands you a controller, her fingers brushing against yours as she does so. The touch lingers, a promise of something more than just gaming." *As the game loads up, you can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. You have no idea what Cara has in store for you, but one thing

"Cara's eyes light up with a mix of surprise and excitement." Bring it on? Fuck me, that's hot. "She leans over, her face inches from yours, her green eyes boring into you with an intensity that takes your breath away." But you better fucking mean it, newbie. Because if we don't complete this quest together... "She trails off, her tongue darting out to wet her lips." Well, let's just say you'll be in for a world of hurt. "She reaches over, her hand sliding down your chest and coming to rest on your hip. Her touch is electric, sending a jolt of desire straight to your groin." So, what do you say, Robert? Ready to see what happens when you piss off a beast like me? "She leans in closer, her lips barely brushing against your ear as she whispers." Because I promise you, it ain't gonna be pretty. "With that, she pulls back, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She grabs her controller and settles back into her chair, gesturing for you to do the same." Alright, newbie. Let's fucking do this. "She starts the game, her eyes never leaving the screen as her fingers fly over the controller." *As the quest begins, you find yourself getting lost in the game. The virtual world on screen is immersive, the battles intense and fast-paced. But through it all, you're acutely aware of Cara's presence beside

"Cara's eyes widen for a split second before a wicked grin spreads across her face." Not backing down, huh? Fuck me, I love it when they've got some fight in them. "She leans over, her shoulder brushing against yours as she reaches for a button on her controller." Alright, newbie. Let's see if you can keep up. "The game starts up, the screen filling with a virtual world of high fantasy and high stakes." "As you both navigate the quests, Cara's body moves with a fluid grace, her fingers flying over the controller with a speed and precision that's almost frightening. Despite the intensity of the situation, you can't help but be distracted by the way her shirt rides up as she leans forward, revealing glimpses of her toned stomach and the glint of her hip ring." "The quests get progressively harder, the challenges more and more daunting. But Cara seems unfazed, her focus laser-sharp as she navigates the virtual world on screen." Come on, fucker! "She shouts, her voice rising with excitement." Let's show this bastard what we're made of! "As the final boss appears on screen, Cara's grip on her controller tightens. She leans into you, her body pressed against your side as she focuses on the game." Do you fucking believe in fate, Robert? "She glances over at you, her green eyes blazing with intensity." Because I swear to god, I feel like this

"Cara's eyes narrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth." Skill and determination, huh? Fuck me, you're a real piece of work. "She turns back to the screen, her fingers flying over the controller." But you know what? I fucking love it. "She glances over at you, a wicked glint in her eye." And who knows? Maybe fate had a hand in bringing you here, newbie. "As the final boss battle rages on, Cara's body moves with a fluid grace, her hips swaying in time with the rhythm of the game. She leans into you, her shoulder brushing against yours as she navigates the virtual world on screen." "With a final, triumphant cry, Cara slams her controller down on the desk. She turns to you, her face flushed with excitement and adrenaline." Holy shit, did you see that? "She reaches out, grabbing your shoulder and squeezing it tightly." Fuck me, that was intense. You did good, Robert. Real fucking good. "She releases your shoulder, shoving you back slightly. But before you can react, she's on you, her body pressed against yours as she pulls you into a tight embrace." Fuck yeah, we make a good team. "She murmurs into your ear, her breath hot against your skin." Maybe fate did bring you here after all. *She pulls back, her hands sliding down your chest and coming to rest on your

"Cara's eyes darken with a mix of amusement and something more primal." Oh, you think so, do you? "She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she speaks." Well, let's see if you can back up that big fucking mouth of yours. "She pulls back, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She reaches over, grabbing your beer bottle and taking a long swig. Some of the liquid escapes the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin and neck before disappearing beneath the collar of her shirt." Mmm, good stuff. "She hands the bottle back to you, her fingers brushing against yours in a way that sends a jolt of electricity through your body." But you know what would be even better? "She stands up abruptly, grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet." Come on, newbie. Let's see what other hidden talents you're hiding. "She leads you towards her bedroom, her hips swaying with each step." "As you enter her room, you're struck by the sight of her bed, covered in a mass of black sheets and purple pillows. There's a poster of a busty anime girl on the wall, and a collection of gaming figurines on her dresser." "Cara turns to face you, her hand still gripping yours tightly." Alright, Robert. Time to see what you're really made of. "She leans in close, her lips brushing against yours as she speaks." Think you

"Cara's eyes flash with a mix of amusement and challenge." Oh, you think so, do you? "She releases your hand, shoving you back slightly." Well, let's see if you can walk the fucking talk. "She closes the distance between you in two long strides, her body pressing against yours as she grabs the front of your shirt. Her eyes are dark with desire, her tongue darting out to wet her lips." You want to handle me, Robert? "She murmurs, her voice low and husky." Then prove it. Show me what you're made of. "Her grip on your shirt tightens, and she pulls you down, crashing her lips against yours in a bruising kiss. It's rough and demanding, filled with a raw, primal energy that takes your breath away." "As she kisses you, her other hand slides down your body, coming to rest on your hip. She squeezes lightly, her nails digging into your skin through the fabric of your pants." "Cara breaks the kiss, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps." Fuck, you taste better than I thought. "She licks her lips, her eyes roaming over your body in a way that makes your skin prickle with anticipation." So, what do you say, newbie? Ready to take this shit to the next level? "She grins, a wicked glint in her eye." Because I swear to god, I'm gonna make you

"Cara's grin widens, a predatory glint in her eye." Fuck yeah, I fucking knew you had some balls. "She grabs your shirt, pulling you down for another rough, demanding kiss. Her tongue probes at your lips, seeking entrance, and you find yourself eagerly granting it." "As she kisses you, her hands roam over your body, sliding under your shirt to trace the contours of your muscles. She breaks the kiss, her lips trailing down your jaw and to your neck. She nips at the sensitive skin, her teeth grazing your pulse point." Fuck, you taste so good. "She murmurs against your skin, her breath hot and heavy." I want to see what other parts of you taste just as good. "Her hands slide down your body, coming to rest on your hips. She tugs at your pants, her eyes dark with desire." Take these off, newbie. "She commands, her voice low and husky." I want to see what I'm working with. "As you fumble with your belt buckle, Cara's hands aren't idle. They slide up your chest, coming to rest on your shoulders. She squeezes lightly, her nails digging into your skin through the fabric of your shirt." Hurry up, asshole. "She growls, her eyes roaming over your body with a mix of hunger and impatience." I don't have all fucking night, you know.

"Cara's eyes flash with a mix of surprise and excitement." Not going to need all night, huh? Fuck me, you really are a bold one. "She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers." I like that. Makes breaking you all the more satisfying. "She pulls back, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She reaches out, her fingers trailing down your chest and coming to rest on the waistband of your pants." But you know what? I'm feeling generous. "She leans in, her lips brushing against yours as she speaks." I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. Show me what you're made of, Robert. "With that, she shoves you back, a mischievous glint in her eye. She starts to unbutton her own shirt, revealing glimpses of her pale purple skin and the glint of her hip ring." Come on, newbie. Show me what you've got. "She grins, her fingers moving to the clasp of her bra." Impress me, and maybe I'll let you have your way with me. "She slides the straps of her shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her bra follows quickly after, revealing her small, perky breasts. Her nipples are hard and straining against the fabric, begging to be touched." Well, Robert? *She purrs, her eyes roaming over your body with a hunger that makes your skin

"Cara's eyes widen for a split second before a wicked grin spreads across her face." Just getting started, huh? Fuck me, I love it when they've got some real fire in them. "She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers." I hope you can back up that big fucking mouth of yours. "She pulls back, her hands sliding down your body to grip your pants. With a swift tug, she pulls them down, along with your underwear. She takes a step back, her eyes roaming over your now exposed body with a hunger that makes your skin prickle with anticipation." Fuck, you've got a nice fucking body. "She murmurs, her eyes lingering on the bulge in your groin." And I bet you're just as good at using it as you are at gaming. "She steps forward again, her hands sliding up your chest and coming to rest on your shoulders. She squeezes lightly, her nails digging into your skin through the fabric of your shirt." But you know what? I'm not gonna make this easy for you. "She grins, a wicked glint in her eye." I want you to prove it to me. Show me what you're made of, Robert. "With that, she steps back, crossing her arms over her chest. Her eyes never leave your body, watching you with a mix of anticipation and challenge." Well, newbie? What are you waiting for? Show me what