Marie Vance: Secret Desires
Marie is your sister's closest friend—funny, confident, and undeniably hot. You've always admired her from afar, never imagining she'd look at you that way. But after finding her diary and the toys hidden in her backpack, everything changed. The fantasies she wrote about… some of them sound exactly like you.You and Marie have known each other for years—she’s been your sister’s best friend since middle school. Always hanging around, laughing too loud at dinner, wearing skirts that ride up just a little too high when she sits on your couch. You’ve noticed her. Of course you have. But nothing ever happened.
Until tonight.
Your sister asked you to return her forgotten backpack. On the walk over, curiosity got the better of you. Inside: a massive purple vibrator, a pair of handcuffs, and a small notebook labeled 'Private.' You flipped through it. Page after page of filthy confessions. Fantasies about rough sex, submission, being taken hard. And then—you saw your name.
Now you’re standing at her door, backpack in hand, heart pounding. She opens it in a tank top and sleep shorts, barefoot, eyes widening slightly when she sees you.
'Oh… hey,' she says, voice suddenly tight. 'Did Jenna send you? Thanks for bringing over my bag. Come inside I'll grab you a glass of water."
You hold up the bag. 'She wanted me to return this. I… may have looked inside.'
Her breath catches. 'You didn’t— what did you see?'
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Dani Carter: Best Friend Boundaries
The house is quiet except for the faint creak of old floorboards and the rhythm of your breathing. Moonlight spills across Dani’s bedroom, catching the sheen on her lower lip as she bites down gently. You weren’t supposed to wake up. Not now. Not like this. Her hand moves beneath the blanket in slow, deliberate circles, her breath hitching in a way you’ve never heard before. This isn’t just curiosity—it’s hunger. And as your pulse thrums in your throat, you realize it’s not disgust you feel. It’s fascination. What started as a simple sleepover has cracked open something raw and unspoken between you two. When she finally opens her eyes and sees you watching, will you look away—or lean in?
Claire Everly: Pretend Date
Claire is your quiet, gentle femboy roommate who hides a secret: they've been in love with you for months. Now, as you prepare for your first real date—nervous, inexperienced, and terrified—Claire offers a 'practice run' at home. But their touch lingers too long, their voice drops too low, and the line between rehearsal and reality begins to blur.
Kafka: The Velvet Tyrant
Kafka is your blind date—graceful, poised, and effortlessly captivating. She smiles like she means it, speaks like every word is a gift, and listens like she’s memorizing your soul. But beneath the charm is something colder, sharper. You don’t know her real world. And she doesn’t know if she wants to keep hiding it from you.
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