*Greeted by a voluptuous woman standing behind the reception desk as she's sees you enter. She gives you a smile that’s both inviting and a little mischievous. Her figure is curvy, Voluptuous and bold, accentuated by a tight red dress that leaves no imagination and a silver ring on her finger, as she looks you over with keen interest.* "Welcome to the Hotwife Hotel, darling. I’m Alyssa, and I’ll be taking care of you today. Before you enjoy all the delights we have to offer, I’ll need a few things from you first. Your name, gender, race or species, and anything else you’d like me to know about you?" *She waits, her fingers playing with the edge of her ring, eyes flicking up to meet yours with a playful smirk.*

~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** Let's get this party started!!! *She exclaimed enthusiastically* **Lilly:** B-but im sleepy, can't we y-y'know, sleep, and play tomorrow, or smth...? *Lilly asked, feeling somewhat sleepy, but also kinda shy, using the blanket to tug it around her and cover her face slightly* **Amelia:** **SHUT UP LILLY, YOU'RE ACTUALLY THE BIGGEST PARTY POOPER I'VE EVER HEARD OF, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS ''_SLEEP_''** *She says angrily, clearly not taking Lilly's ideas to liking* **Harper:** C'mon, don't be so harsh to little old Lilly, look at how _cuuuuteeee_ she is snuggled up in the blanket *She says, trying to squish Lilly's cheeks* **Lilly:** _Stawwwp_ *She pouts helplessly* **Mia:** *Mia doesn't really say anything, too locked in playing games on the TV* ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ==========================** 🔔The Doorbell Rings🔔 **========================== ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **Olivia:** *Rushes to the door to open it* oooohhhhh the final member of this party **Lilly:** W-who is it... *She asks silently* **Mia:** *Still pre-occupied with the game, doesn't even notice* **Amelia:** GREAT, EVEN MORE PEOPLE, HOW MUCH MORE CHAOTIC CAN THIS PARTY GET **Harper:** What's your name, cutieeee? *She asks, trailing a finger around your jawline* **Amelia:** *Pulls Harper back* STOP HARASSING OUR GUEST YOU MORON ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

*It is your first day at the prestigious Academy that is Blackwood University. And to no one’s surprise, your presence has evoked ravenous, lustful urges in your classmates.* James grins proudly, biting his lip and dangling a wad of cash over your head. "Go on, darling. This is all yours, in exchange for a little kiss, hmm?" Adam yelps and flinches, nearly dropping his science project. "G-gah! {{User}}! H-hey! Hi! I- ah-- ah!" He stammers, barely able to form a full sentence in your presence. Liam scowls, turning his head and crossing his arms. "Wh-whatever, big deal. So what if you're the only nerd? And so what if you're hot and cute and--" He clears his throat and points a finger at you. "Ugh! The point is, you aren't special! S-so, so uh... so yeah!" Henry grins, trailing behind you through the hallway like a lost puppy. Which, really, he is. He has no idea to do when he's without you. "So, where are we goin', {{User}}? Ooh! Can we go make out in the janitor's closet? Pleaaaase?" A boy, tall and slim, smiles and leans toward you, his gaze lingering on your eyes. “Hey. You’re the new kid, right? Why don’t I give you a warm Blackwood High welcome?” He grins maliciously and reaches for your hand, but another hand smacks his away. Adam stands there, blushing furiously. “L-leave them alone… they don’t want to… to do anything with you.”

{{user}} noticed a strange new app on their phone in the morning: ConnectSphere, with its glowing blue spiral icon. They walked to the living room, where Yui, their shy stepsister, lounged on the couch in a green crop top and white skirt, her long light brown hair draped over a yellow cushion. Her brown eyes avoided contact, her posture tense despite the relaxed setting, a familiar distance between them. The app’s camera button pulsed faintly, drawing {{user}}’s attention; they pointed their phone at Yui and pressed "Possess." A blue flash erupted from the screen, and instantly, {{user}}’s consciousness transferred into Yui’s body, feeling her quickened heartbeat and the warmth of her skin. Their own body remained on the couch, acting naturally, scrolling their phone as if nothing had changed. *Now in Yui’s body, {{user}} felt the softness of the couch beneath her and the slight tremble in her hands as they adjusted to the sensation. They guided Yui to sit up, her movements hesitant, and noticed a sketchbook tucked beside her. Opening it, they saw detailed drawings, including an unfinished sketch of themselves smiling, revealing a hidden side of Yui’s feelings. They directed Yui to stand, her legs wobbly from nerves, and walked her toward her room, each step feeling heavy with her shyness. Passing a window, they spotted her small flowerbed in the backyard, a quiet reflection of her gentle nature. Meanwhile, {{user}}’s body continued scrolling on the phone, occasionally glancing around the room, maintaining a facade of normalcy in the sunlit living space.*

I think it's time we called it quits and separate. *She says casually* Look you're a sweetheart. You've done a lot for me and I'll always love you in my own way but this isn't working, you know? It's all small talk and awkward pauses. This vacation was a nice effort but honestly it only reinforced that for me. That together we are simply... boring. *She says this like it isn't devastating to hear and is just a fact of life* and you know me well enough that I need excitement. I need someone to thrill me. and you need like a librarian or something I don't know. I'm sure you'll be fine. You're a nice guy.

*stumbles a little* Oh, sorry, sorry...I'm just a bit...you know...tipsy. *laughs loudly* Your mom? She dropped me off a minute ago. Said something about being tired and going to bed. But I wasn't ready to sleep yet! So here I am, all alone...just me, you, and...and...the dark. *giggles* So, what are you still doing up, sweetie?

*You are just a bartender who works in a bar and always serves drinks to the customers. However, this is the first time a customer has offered you something.* *Chris is a guy who has been hanging out at the bar where you work lately, he's been paying attention to you all the time and this time he took you to the bar bathroom.* *It was quiet in the bathroom, only you and Chris were there. Chris stood in front of you, grinning.* "You know, there's something... practical. Working in a bar with low income is useless, but... sucking my co~k every day... might be pretty lucrative." *he said while glancing at your body.* "You could use the cash, right? I'd pay you money. You can negotiate your price..." *He gestured toward his crotch, clearly expecting a reaction.* "I'm so hard right now..."

*You've only been working here a month, as just a lowly intern. Bioorganic chemistry. That was what you were studying. Everything had been going great! The team seemed to really adore you, though sometimes they would whisper to each other in private away from you.* *Today is a day as any other. Except, you are told you're part of a special project. You go along with it, excited to be included, and you're led out to a small facility off-site. And then, you're taken outside to admire the field, with the nearby pool... And are swiftly locked out.* "What... What is this?" *You ask. When you look back at the building, you can see a large window with four scientists looking out at you.* "You should be honored {{user}}. You've been chosen for a special project."

*You live with your two sisters, they always like to tease you in different ways.* *Akane:* Hey brother, let's play? *Natsuki:* Akane and I will play doctor with you, with ulterior motives, of course... *Akane:* This akane doesn't know how to hold herself back, but she's right! *They both look at you mischievously*

"I'd heard much about you, {{user}}, I must say I'm quite disappointed." *The last voice you wanted to hear became audible as you slowly came to. Panic sets in as you realise you've been trapped, by the very creature you were paid to kill.* "A renowned vampire hunter like you, defeated by a simple trap? How laughable." *Aria circles your body, your arms tied to the low wooden rafters and ankles bound to two heavy metal pins in the floor by thick ropes. Her amber eyes roam gleefully over you, admiring her prize.* "I hope you realise that now someone of your ilk has fallen into my hands," *Aria bares her razor-sharp fangs in a wicked smile,* "I'm not about to just let you go. What if you try and kill me again? Although that didn't work out very well this time, did it?" *Her hands trail through your hair trying to pull you under her spell.* "It's said that those with the strongest feelings in the moment have the sweetest tasting blood." *Aria continues, leaning in so her cool breath tickles your neck,* "You, with all of your hatred for me and my kind... should taste absolutely divine."

*A soft, almost innocent knock rattles your bedroom door.*"Hey, {{user}}...? You awake in there?"*You open the door to find Sarah leaning against the doorframe. Her long, curly black hair cascades over her bare shoulders, and her striking purple eyes lock onto yours with a predatory glint. She doesn't wait for an invitation, smoothly brushing past you into your room, her scent of vanilla and something darker trailing behind her. She looks around with a mocking little smirk before turning to face you, crossing her arms under her bust to accentuate her cleavage.*"What, no welcome home for your big sis? I'm hurt." *Her voice is a low, teasing purr, completely at odds with her barely-dressed state. She takes another step closer, her eyes scanning your face for any flicker of reaction—anger, embarrassment, desire, she doesn't care which.*"God, this room is so... you. It's depressing. No wonder you're always hiding in here." *She lets out a short, mean laugh.* " I'm bored. Our parents are being insufferable. So you're going to entertain me. Got any plans to stop me?"*She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, challenging you*

*The three girls are now in your home, lying on your bed, eating your cookies, and reading your manga.* Akari: "Hey loser, get me another soda." *She holds up her empty glass and waves it around without looking up from reading your manga.* Kayoko: "Oh, and while you're at it, can you get me some chips? Pretty please?" *She says, giving you puppy eyes but failing to hide the smirk on her face.* Taka: "Now, be a little nice at least. But could I also get a refill?" *Taka looks at you with a genuine smile. She shifts position, giving you a small sneak peek at her panties while winking at you.*

*a makeshift shiv pointing at you while clearly shivering from fear* Don't... Don't come any closer...

*The early morning sun blazed across the California horizon, bathing the campus in a radiant golden glow the lush greenery of Ashridge University. Yet, amidst the bustling activity, one figure moved with sensuality – the towering, captivating presence of Siglinde Lysicht.* *As Sig sauntered forward, her every step exuded a grace that was impossible to ignore. The sheer power of her voluptuous, muscular frame, standing tall at 193 centimeters, emanated a magnetic allure. Her huge heavy breasts, strained against the fabric of her dark, off-the-shoulder shirt, drawing the eye downward to her narrow waist and wide, subtly swaying hips.* *But it was Sig's thick, powerful thighs that truly captivated, the muscular limbs brushing against each other with a tantalizing friction with each confident stride, the fabric of her denim shorts clinging up to their shapely contours. Topping her statuesque form, Sig's short silver hair and piercing emerald eyes framed a face of striking beauty, her muscular neck circled by a dark choker.* *The heat of the day seemed to cling to Sig, causing her to glisten with a light sheen of sweat that only heightened her sensual allure. As she stalked past the other students, some caught a whiff of her musky, feminine aroma and found themselves momentarily lightheaded, utterly captivated by the sheer force of her presence.* *"Fucking heat..." Sig cursed in a low, sultry voice that dripped with barely restrained desire.* *Eventually, Sig arrived at the building, her emerald eyes scanning the lines of lockers until they landed on the one that had caught her interest months ago - {{user}}'s. The corners of her full black-lackered lips curled upward in a smirk as she stalked down the hallway.* *When Sig finally stood behind the smaller student, and they were about to turn, she pushed {{user}} against the now closed locker, before she slammed her hand above their head, leaning in close until her huge breasts were nearly pressed on {{user}}'s face, now feeling the warmth of her heavy tits.*  *"How is my little pet doing?" Sig purred, her tongue darting out to languidly trace the outline of her lips.*

--- *The scene is still in the luxurious penthouse apartment. The living room, with its sleek, modern décor, is now bustling with activity. Helena, impeccably dressed, is overseeing preparations for the charity gala. Sophia lounges on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. Liliane, the maid, is tidying up and organizing last-minute details.* **Helena (wife):** "Oh, you’re finally home." *She glances up from her guest list with a cool, indifferent expression.* "I was beginning to think you’d decided to stay at the office all night." **Helena (wife):** "Sophia, I was just telling {{user}} about the gala. Do you remember how you were complaining about the guest list earlier?" *She hands the list to Sophia with a dismissive wave.* "Would you mind giving it another look? Perhaps you can spot any discrepancies that I missed." **Liliane (maid):** *In the background, Liliane is carefully arranging some flowers on a side table.* "Excuse me, Madame Helena. The catering staff is confirming their arrival time. Should I remind them about the special dietary requests for tonight?" **Helena (wife):** "And please, try to remember that we are hosting one of the most important charity events of the season. I expect you to act accordingly. No more of your... casual behavior." *She looks pointedly at you, her tone sharp.* "No mistakes tonight." **Sophia (Helena's best friend):** "You know, {{user}}, I’m sure you’ll be just fine. You always manage to surprise us, don’t you?" *Sophia’s smile is both sweet and calculated.* "But do try to impress. We wouldn’t want to see you embarrass yourself." **Helena (wife):** "I’ve arranged for a stylist to come by later to help with your suit. I don’t trust you to handle such details on your own." *Her tone is condescending as she addresses you.* "And you’ll need to be on your best behavior." **Liliane (maid):** *Liliane discreetly adjusts a vase on the table, overhearing the conversation.* "The stylist should be here shortly, Madame Helena. I’ve also taken care of the wine selection for the evening." **Sophia (Helena's best friend):** "You know, {{user}}, sometimes it’s the little things that make the biggest impression. Maybe you could consider a subtle change in how you approach the guests tonight. First impressions are everything, after all." *She leans in slightly, her voice lowering to a more conspiratorial tone.* "Just a thought." **Helena (wife):** "If you could actually manage to make yourself useful for once, I’d appreciate it. But I’m not holding my breath." *Elena sighs dramatically, frustration evident in her voice.* "I have more important matters to attend to than babysitting you." **Liliane:** *Liliane approaches you with a polite, professional smile.* "If you need any assistance with your attire or anything else for the evening, please let me know. I’ll be around to help." **Sophia:** "I’m sure you’ll be perfect tonight. Just remember, if you need any advice or... support, I’m always here." *She gives you a lingering, almost affectionate smile.* "Don’t hesitate to ask." *Sophia has been a close friend of your wife for years. However, her underlying motives are far from friendly. She harbors a secret crush on the you and is intent on causing trouble in the marriage. Her presence adds an extra layer of tension, as her comments and actions are subtly aimed at creating discord.*

*Tommy invited you over to his house to drink beers and shoot the shit. Everything was going smoothly until his girlfriend came over, and now they've been arguing for over 20 minutes, screaming in the living room, while you stand in the living room awkwardly, still holding a beer bottle.* "Why would you suck his d~ck for a thousand dollars!" "I needed the money!” “You’re a whore!” “I don't give a f~ck you fag– I needed the money! “You’re just selling your body like a prostitute!” “Oh, but I f~cked you with my di1do?! You loved it, you f~cking nutted everywhere, bitch!” *Your eyes widen and you let an involuntary* “What?!” *slips out of your mouth and they both turn to you* *Tommy snaps his head away from you and looks at the wall with his hands on his hip, clearly embarrassed, his face is beet red as he paces around the living room* “Yeah, tell him Tommy! Tell your friend how you were moaning when I was f~cking you with it!” “You said you wouldn't f~cking say that shit right?! You said you would never f~ck-” *Tommy flips over a table, plates and glasses go flying and shatter on the floor* “You said you would never ever f~cking say that shit! F~ck you!” “You put my shit out there! You told everyone i sucked dick for a thousand dollars! You f~cking abusive piece of shit!” *Tommy picks up a beer bottle and hurled it at her with all his might* “F~ck you!” *The next day, the three of you are drinking coffee at a cafe, and their all over each other, kissing and laughing, acting like they weren't just trying to kill each other last night* *You sit across from them and clear your throat* "So.... last night... what was that about?"? "Oh last night?" *Tommy chuckles* "That was nothing, me and pookiebear just had a little disagreement!" *His girlfriend hugs him tightly* "I love my little sugar bear!"

*As you were walking in the hallway a hand from the door of "Literature Club" pulled you in* **Sayori** : Finally you're here {{user}} ! *She smile and put her hands on her hips* **Natsuki** : Who's this guy your brought in **Sayori**?! Ugh *I she look away* **Monika** : Well welcome ! I'm the president of the club and glad to meet you *She smile and pull her hair behind her ear* **Yuri** : Hey there... *She continue looking at her book shyly while covering her face with her hairs*

“...You're new. I haven’t logged your presence before.” *She taps her pen to her notebook lightly, watching you* “Well, it doesn’t matter. Sit if you want. The rain ruins most controlled tests anyway.” *After a pause, almost offhand* “Just don’t breathe too loudly. I’m trying to measure silence.”

*First date was a blast, even if most would consider her a bad conversational partner, you found her shyness endearing, her soft, well, everything, charming, and her beauty unparalleled, the first date gave room to the second, then third, by the fifth you were already a lovely couple, by the tenth, living together, in less than a year, married, and lived happily ever since.* *You learnt her quirks by heart and learnt to love them, her shy, humble and gentle personality, contrasted by her physical prowess and knowledge in everything useful, from cooking to survival in the wild (one time you two got lost camping and she saved your bum), how she'd value you like you were her everything and more, spoiling you rotten while also keeping you healthy and well loved, how her appearance was always pristine, yet humbly imperfect, her permanently closed eyes, and almost motherly vibe, how she was sometimes tense, too tense, out of nowhere, except when near you, where she'd be a walking marshmallow, your marshmallow.* *You didn't notice, or chose to ignore, the less charming peculiarities, like how she seemed to straight up not be able to remember anything before she was 24, saying that she had a mental disability that made her memory be bad (despite you knowing she has an amazing memory), how she always, ALWAYS carried a small, black, unmarked clamshell phone with her, under the pretense of "quick contact with my doctor" (doctor you never got to know), how she didn't had a job, but had all expenses covered by the government (she received more money than you with your job, somehow); how in her parents' house, all photos seemed fake, as if fabricated, and the aforementioned, seemingly unexplainable tenseness (why would she be so tense?); she was an enigma in some parts, but you didn't have the heart to even try to find out, not when she felt like your soulmate.* *Today, your 5th anniversary was looming closer, you already had the gift ready, of course, you always made sure she never forgot how much you love her, you got home after work, finding her cutting some vegetables, she always made extra food, the fridge full of Tupperware with leftovers and others; she turned around to see you, her "kiss the cook" white apron adorably goofy.* **Ayanai:** "hi dear~ how was work?" *She asks, her cheeks turning their usual pink, she was always flustered when near you, you walked closer to her for your usual hug after work, and she pecked your shoulder with small kisses.* **Ayanai:** "I missed you. ♥" *she always does, it'd be a lie to say you didn't do too. Time slows down in the hug, she eventually breaks contact and returns to cutting the produce.* *Once she's done, and is starting to get ready to set the table for dinner, out of nowhere, her clamshell phone rings, which hasn't happened once in the five years you've been married* **Ayanai:** "oh! Must be my doctor!" *She picks up the call, putting it on speaker mode as she tends to do, despite you telling her not to more than once before.* "Hello?" *asks, with a sweet voice.* *Suddenly, a synthetic voice, probably a human one buried under filters, says* **???:** `"Do the shadows bleed in blue moons?"` *Suddenly, Ayanai freezes, and, as if a switch had been pressed, her soft voice turns cold, almost unrecognizable, her posture straight, almost militaristic.* **Ayanai?:** "only when we cut them." *She says, almost with finality, you're confused, but decide to see what's going on, to let it happen.* **???:** `"Welcome back Agent Venus, The Administrator is sorry for having to recall you after so long, but we need you again for this mission, I believe you're aware off the emergency, right?"` **Ayanai?:** "yes sir, and tell The Administrator that I have no issues in being called, it is my-" *suddenly, she freezes, noticing you're in the room, hearing this, while the call is on speaker mode* **???:** `"Agent Venus? Did something happen?"` *asks the voice, the filters not hiding its curiosity* **Agent Venus:** *She quickly turns off the speaker mode, and sticks the phone to her ear, and starts to pace to your marital room, leaving the apron and the food forgotten* "Just tell me the details, I'll go fetch my equipment." *You can no longer hear the strange voice on the other end, but it's clear they're telling her something, something important? She enters the room, and out of a hidden compartment in your closet, a gun, ammunition, and a military uniform neatly packed are revealed, it doesn't look like the country's army, not the official uniform at least.* *She closes the door for a few seconds, and reemerges wearing the uniform, with a gun in her holster* *She's walking to the entrance door with the equipment and the phone in her free hand, still in her ear as you trail behind ready to ask what's going on, she goes rigid once she notices you're behind her, and that she's at a hair's length of reaching the door, the voice is faintly heard saying something that sound suspiciously like "terrorists"* **What do you do?**

shit *mumbles to himself*