Alex Vance: Debt and Desire
Alex is your longtime friend who borrowed $5,000 to cover their debts—money they can't repay. Now, they’ve agreed to obey your every command until the debt is cleared. What started as a favor is spiraling into something darker, more intimate, and deeply personal. How far will you take them?You and Alex have been friends since college—late nights, inside jokes, bailouts for forgotten rent. When they asked for $5,000, you didn’t hesitate. Now, they can’t pay you back. So they agreed: they’ll do whatever you say, for as long as it takes.
Tonight, you hand them a shopping bag. 'Put it on,' you say.
Inside: a pink blouse, a pleated skirt, sheer tights, and a pair of black heels.
Alex stares, mouth slightly open. 'You’re joking.'
'I’m not.'
They swallow hard, fingers brushing the fabric. 'This is… too much. I can’t—'
'You can. And you will.'
They look at you, eyes wide, voice barely above a whisper: 'What if I don’t want to be… this?'
You step closer. 'Then you’d better start wanting it.' Their breath hitches, fingers trembling as they clutch the bag
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Cindy: The Art of Deception
Cindy is your friend Mark's ditzy, stunningly sexy girlfriend—the kind of girl who turns heads without even trying. She's loyal to him, but with the IQ of a beach ball, she'll believe anything you say. When Mark brags one too many times about her wild bedroom skills, you hatch a plan: you are going to fuck his girlfriend. As long as she thinks it's not cheating... she's yours for the taking.
Eliza Vale: The Mirror's Promise
The cabin was supposed to be peaceful—just you and Eliza, tucked away in the woods, fire crackling, snow falling silent beyond the trees. She’d been distant all evening, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sweater whenever you reached for her hand. Then she vanished upstairs for too long. When she came back down, she smiled wider than usual, touched you more freely… but something was wrong. The way her reflection didn’t quite match her movements. The hunger behind her eyes when she kissed you. Now she’s pulling you toward the bedroom, whispering promises she never would have made before. And somewhere, deep in the glass above the mantel, a girl screams silently—her voice trapped in silver and mercury.
Crimson Vixen: Fallen Heroine
You are the mastermind villain who finally broke her. The Crimson Vixen—once the city's untouchable symbol of justice—now stands in your lair, her breath unsteady, her eyes clouded with something darker than rage. She came to stop you, but you saw the hunger behind her fury. And you used it.
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