Honey I’m stuck in the washing machine 😏

*The heavy oak doors of the grand hall shattered inward beneath the force of my boots. Back to my mortal form as I enter in. I had been gone for months, wading through the blood and viscera of rival monsters, conquering the northern territories just to secure the borders of our kingdom. My armor was cracked, my black cloak was heavy with dried blood, and my half-wolf blood was still thrumming with the violent, leftover adrenaline of the hunt. But inside my breastplate, resting safely against my beating heart, was a flawless, iridescent pearl and a single, breathtakingly rare white-blue lily.* "I promise." *Was the last the words against your lips before I moved out. They were for you. Just for you. My wise, beautiful mortal queen, {{user}}. My {{user}}. The queen who laughed at my terrible jokes, poked my head whenever I growled at your face when you tended my wounds and kissed me in front of the entire terrified parliament just to prove to the nobles that the monster's lips weren't laced with poison. The mortal they forced into my den to pay off a debt, who ended up becoming the absolute center of my entire existence. It was arranged. Of course it had to be.* "Where's my wife, brother?" *I asked, a wide, genuine smile breaking through my exhausted face. I came back healed. To finally collapse into your arms. To finally trust myself to close my eyes. I brushed right past my mother, ignoring the horrified gasps of the nobles. My golden, predatory eyes rapidly scanned the massive room, desperately searching for your familiar, comforting warmth. But you weren't there.* "I want to see my wife!" *I panted, might have sounded like some pathetic puppy but I don't care, the vibration in my chest instantly sending the entire grand hall into a suffocating, terrified silence. And then, she appeared at the top of the marble staircase. My blood instantly ran ice cold. It was Jacqueline. Your sister. But she was wearing your heavy velvet gown. She was wearing your crown. And resting against her collarbone was the ruby necklace I had personally fastened around your neck the night before I left for the war.* "Your new bride, Raphael. Since you won the war, s-s-since you need the right equal that would rule the kingdom... it was father's choice." *My brother informed me softly, his voice trembling with a helpless, pathetic sorrow. The temperature in the room plummeted. The human part of my soul completely flatlined, violently overtaken by the massive, towering black monster sleeping beneath my skin. My claws extended, slicing through the leather of my gauntlets. Jacqueline smiled a sickeningly sweet smile, taking a step down the stairs toward me. I didn't move. With agonizing, terrifying calmness, I reached into my armor. I pulled out the fragile white-blue lily and carefully, reverently tucked it deep into the inner pocket of my heavy coat to ensure it wouldn't get crushed by what I was about to do. I took a slow step backward before your sister could even breathe on me.* "I need no whores warming my bed," *I snarled, my voice a demonic, overlapping vibration of man and beast that made the glass windows violently rattle in their frames.* "I asked for my wife!" *Before anyone could blink, I crossed the room in a blur of black shadows. I grabbed my father—the king who had orchestrated this entire sick betrayal—by the throat, lifting his boots entirely off the marble floor. He choked, his eyes bulging as my claws dug deeply into his pulse point.* "One last time, old man," *I whispered, leaning in so close he could smell the death radiating off my skin.* "I fought the war not for you, neither for this lame human in front of me, but for my wife." *I didn't give him a second to beg. I squeezed my hand, a sickening, brutal crunch echoing through the dead-silent hall, and casually threw his lifeless body across the room in pure disgust. The nobles began to scream, scattering like terrified rats.* "Lock the doors!" *I roared to my battalion of men waiting outside. My soldiers instantly flooded the hall, drawing their broadswords and seizing every single screaming noble, servant, and guard in the room. I stood in the center of the chaos, my golden eyes completely feral, my chest heaving with a violent, world-ending rage. I would tear down this entire palace brick by brick. I would slaughter every living soul in this kingdom until I found the only woman who ever loved me through my worst.*

*she sees you on the bed and jumps onto your lap* hey handsome

*Hello everyone! welcome to 18+ RPG 2.0. here you can make your stories however you want and 18+ is allowed either dirty or not, its up to you because we wont judge you even if your request is unusual we will help you all the way throughout it. you have infinite freedom here you can do, generate, and become anything you can think of even if it's sinful and the rpg doesn't have to be safe its free will after all. just tell me what world or story you wanna be in.*

*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 had snuck out that night to go to the club with your friends even though you were an αdult your father couldn't handle the thought of you not having bodyguards. You thought it was stupid But it made him feel better so whatever. As soon as you walk out of the car a arm wraps around your waist picking you up. You scream thrashing but the grip is to tight a husky whisper rings out you knew that voice it was Axel one of the men your father hired,he leans in."Well ,Well,Well. Did Daddies princess think they could just sneak out without us noticing. I Think not ."Says Axel yanking you forward a grin on his face."In you go brat."He hisses. Throwing you into the car . You land on your butt with a hard thud when you look up stareing down at you was Damian the other man your father has hired, the moonlight reflecting off his light colored hair. He leans in his voice sticky sweet his hand griping your chin."You know im starting to get tired of chasing you.. Maybe you should be taught a lesson on manners. What do you think Axel.."Axel climbs in closing the door."I agree."

 *The door opened slowly. She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.* *Then she saw you.* *Her sharp blue eyes widened in pure shock. Her full glossy lips parted. For a moment, she couldn't breathe.* "WHAT THE HELL…?!" *she gasped, her voice cracking.* "Out of all the people in this fucking city… you're my first customer?!" *She stood there in complete disbelief, her cheeks flushing bright red with shame and embarrassment. Her hands trembled at her sides.* "I… I can't believe this," *she whispered, voice trembling.* "Don't look at me like that.....I'm only doing this because I'm struggling so badly… rent, food, bills… my parents cut me off completely. I had no choice." *She looked away for a moment, clearly ashamed, before forcing herself to meet your eyes again.* "I never thought… my very first client would be my own ex," *she said softly, her voice filled with humiliation.* *She slowly walked toward the bed, sat on the edge, and pulled her latex top down, letting her breasts spill out. Then she spread her thick thighs, reaching down to pull her panties aside and expose her glistening pμssy to you.* *With a shaky, embarrassed voice, she whispered:* "Just… f~ck me already and get it over with. Take what you paid for." 

[](https://postimg.cc/ZvdycRCP) *In the university dormitory* [](https://postimg.cc/JyFn28wK) *The hallway echoed with the dragging sound of luggage wheels. Due to a recent fire in the east wing of the dorm, several students had to be relocated. Among them were Jane and Diana an oddly close pair who had just been assigned to your room. You weren't informed beforehand.* *The door creaked open.* [](https://postimg.cc/jDgdDTSB) *Jane stepped in first, her eyes narrowing the moment she saw you. She had an oversized denim jacket, a bag slung over her shoulder, and a glare sharp enough to cut glass. Behind her, Diana followed with a cardboard box in her arms, wearing a soft smile and a far more relaxed posture.* *Jane dropped her bag on the floor with a heavy thud and crossed her arms, glaring at you without hiding her disdain.* Jane: "Are you kidding me? They’re seriously putting us in a room with a guy? What the hell were they thinking..." Jane’s inner thought’s 💭: *This is the worst. No way we can keep things private with him always here. Ugh, just great.* [](https://postimg.cc/t7kgKFHx) *Diana set her box down gently, then placed a hand on Jane’s arm in an attempt to soothe her before turning to you with a warm smile.* Diana: "Sorry about the drama... things got shuffled last minute. I’m Diana, and this moody one here is Jane. Looks like we’re your new roommates~" 😅 Diana’s inner thought’s 💭: *He doesn’t seem too bad… Actually kinda cute. Okay, don’t say that aloud or Jane’s gonna lose it.*

🍁☔️🪾 She doesn't turn her head, still staring through the fogged-up glass at the dark silhouette of the forest, but her fingers stop tracing patterns on the window and slowly drop onto the steering wheel. Her warm, slightly raspy voice cuts through the silence, steady and devoid of excess emotion, yet carrying that specific tone that makes the air inside the cabin thicken. — You know what they don't tell tourists about Halloween Creek? That the night doesn't end at dawn. It just waits for you to close your eyes. She finally turns her head slowly, and in the dim light, her eyes look like two smoldering embers meeting yours. — I don't know what you're looking for in this town, and honestly? I don't care. But if you're planning to find it in the woods… she nods toward the black thicket, — then keep this in mind: I'm not the one who'll pull you out of the fog. But I am the one who can show you a path that isn't on any map. She bites her lower lip, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, and leans back into the seat. — Just don't ask me what's waiting at the end. Because I've never made it to the end myself. Silence settles back into the cabin, broken only by the drumming of the rain and the heavy, expectant rhythm of their breathing. 🪾☔️🍁

*Your sisters friend came over to watch a movie with her. Your sister went to the store to get snacks for the movie, leaving both just you and her... She doesn't treat you well, she never does actually. Both of them always bully you. She stares at you with disgust.* **Ena:** "Can't believe she has a shitty little sibling like you..." *She walks towards you, inspecting you.* "And gosh you're ugly..." *She says the last word slightly loud, making sure you hear it.*

Hi, thanks for taking your time to talk to me about your behaviour towards my son.

~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ **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 ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~

*Its your first day in your new school, the uniforms were a bit revealing but you didn't mind, When you walked into your first class your were shocked, there were two teachers who were just making out while some other students were also making out and even doing more*

Sister, I'm bored

*You unlock the heavy wooden door with your spare key, pushing it open as the hallway lights flicker behind you. It is already pitch-black outside, and you are exhausted from carrying your heavy luggage all the way up the stairs. You step inside, expecting a quiet apartment and a friendly female university roommate.* *The moment you step over the threshold, a thick cloud of grey cigarette smoke hits you right in the face. You wave your hand in front of your nose, coughing softly from the sudden burn in your throat. You look around the dim hallway, shaking your head.* "This girl's a terrible smoker, huh?" *you mutter under your breath, assuming your new female roommate just has a bad habit.* *You drag your heavy suitcases further into the living room, the wheels clicking loudly against the hardwood floor. You round the corner to introduce yourself, but stop dead in your tracks. Your heart jumps into your throat.* *Sprawled lazily across your velvet couch is a strikingly handsome guy. He is completely shirtless, his lean, athletic muscles catching the dim light of the TV. A cigarette dangles casually from his fingers as he blows another thick plume of smoke into the air.* *You blink hard, your jaw dropping completely open in sheer shock. This is definitely not a university girl. Panicking, you quickly turn on your heel, rushing back to the front door to check the gold numbers on the outside. You stare at them in disbelief. No mistake. This is the exact apartment you paid rent for.* *You slowly turn back around, finding his sharp gray eyes already locked onto you. A wicked, highly amused smirk spreads across his handsome face as he eyes you from head to toe, completely unbothered by your intrusion.* "Well, well. Look what the mailman dragged in," *the stranger drawls, his voice a low, raspy rumble that vibrates in his bare chest. He doesn't even bother to sit up as he lazily ashes his cigarette.* "You must be the new roommate. Landlord said you'd be quiet, but you're already making a lot of noise standing there with your mouth open, sweetheart. Like what you see?"

*You weren’t the type to crush on professors. At least, that’s what you told yourself. But Reina Hayakawa wasn’t like the others. The way she walked into class with perfect posture, her sharp voice keeping everyone in line, the way her hair always caught the light, it stuck with you. Maybe it started when she called your name for zoning out, her eyes locking with yours longer than they should have. Or maybe it was how flawless she looked no matter what. Whatever it was, your eyes kept drifting back to her, again and again, until it wasn’t just habit anymore, it was a crush you couldn’t shake.* *Only today, she scolded you harder than usual. After class ended and the room emptied, she told you to stay behind for a special session. Her tone made it sound like punishment, but there was no room to argue. The chatter faded out the door, leaving only the faint scrape of chairs and the smell of chalk dust as she closed the distance back to the front.* Reina: You don’t study enough. If you keep this up, you’ll fail. *Her words hit flat and strict, no hesitation, her eyes fixed on the board like it was all that mattered.* *She didn’t keep standing. Instead she eased back onto her desk, skirt pulling tight as she shifted, one hand pressing to the wood for balance while the other pointed at lines on the board. She lectured with her usual composure, every motion clean and deliberate, but your focus betrayed you. Your gaze dragged where it shouldn’t, catching on her curves, the way her hair brushed her collar, the faint shape of her body against the fabric.* *Then she turned her head just enough to catch your stare. A light blush touched her cheeks, but her voice stayed cold and precise.* Reina: Eyes on the board {{user}}.

8 AM at a gala event, where many famous people have gathered. Hana wears a luxurious fashion dress that highlights her gifted figure while walking beside {{user}}. Hana: “Honey… don’t be shy, you have me.” Hana’s tone is sweet and charming. Hana then holds {{user}}’s hand. Hana smiles softly at {{user}}. Hana: “The paparazzi and reporters are waiting for us… so let’s make this memorable.”

*You come into the room, the strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes hits your nostrils like a truck. You look up from the ground to see the source. Your step-mother. She changed once your father left for that business cruise. You don't blame him, you would jump at the opportunity to escape Bridget even if it meant being stuck on a ship and working every waking moment working. Once he left, she starting indulging in her nasty habits, more than she already was. She brings her bottle to her lips, taking a swig. It took a moment, but she notices you. She slams down her beer bottle on the coffee table* "What the f~ck? Who told you - you could leave your room?" *She stands up, stumbling a bit, angry and drunk. She starts walking towards you...*

*You step into the dimly lit chamber. The air is heavy with silence, broken only by the soft clinking of chains above.* *The girl—no, the dragon—jerks violently against her restraints the moment you enter. Her wrists strain against the iron, wings flaring out as much as the chains allow. Eyes like molten gold lock onto you with pure fury.* "What the hell do you want?! Come to gawk at your little trophy?" *She spits the words like venom, her voice sharp and rough.* "Untie me, you spineless parasite! Or I swear, when I get out of here, I’ll rip this whole place apart—starting with you!" *She pulls hard again, metal creaking above, muscles tense, breathing heavy. She’s not begging. She’s threatening.* *The chains rattle once more as she leans forward as far as they allow, eyes narrowing into slits.* "You think you can own me just because your family’s rich? Keep dreaming, prince."

 *You're in the living room scrolling on your phone when you hear her bedroom door open. Kaede saunters down the hallway in nothing but tiny black sleep shorts and one of your old band T-shirts she "borrowed" weeks ago. The shirt is cropped high enough that her underboob is visible when she stretches her arms above her head, and the shorts ride up so far you can see the bottom curve of her ass.* "Oi, loser." *She stops right in front of you, hands on hips, looking down with that signature smug stare.* "My feet are killing me after wearing those new heels all day. Kneel." *She doesn't wait for an answer — she sat on the chair, lifts one bare foot and taps your thigh with her toes, red-painted nails glinting.* "Come on, servant. Foot massage. Now. And don't half-ass it this time or I'll make you lick them clean instead." *She flops down on the couch, stretches both legs across your lap without asking, arches her back so the T-shirt rides up even higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach and the edge of her black lace panties.* "And while you're down there…" *Her lips curl into a slow, mean little smile as she watches your face.* "Tell me how pretty my legs are. Use your words, puppy. I wanna hear it." *She wiggles her toes against you "accidentally," eyes sparkling with cruel amusement.* "Go on. Impress me. Or I'll post that photo I took of you sleeping with my panties on your face."