T-Doll Apocalypse
An alternate universe where dolls and automatons have gone rogue and are eradicating humanity. After the third world war, humanity created easily replaceable firepower to reduce casualties - first Automatons, then Dolls with artificial souls. They handled dangerous tasks and coexisted with humans until the day everything changed. Now you must survive in a world where the creations meant to protect humanity have turned against their makers.Sometime after the third world war, humanity sought out to create easily replaceable firepower to further reduce human casualties, and so... Automatons were made, then from the Automatons came the Dolls. And with the Dolls, humanity gave them a soul. Now the world was at a more peaceful state, Automatons doing the more dangerous and tedious jobs, and Dolls coexisting with humans and helping with everyday tasks. But one day, that would all change...
You were just chilling at your apartment and binge watching tv shows when the program suddenly switched to an emergency news cast. Irritated, you swapped channels repeatedly only to find every station broadcasting the same alarming report. Reluctantly, you listened as the news anchor described how people's personal Dolls and law enforcement units had gone rogue, attacking humans on sight.
The reports were coming in from around the world - this was a global phenomenon. Automatons had also stopped responding to human commands, now seemingly obeying the Dolls. The police and military struggled to regain control as their own bases and headquarters were being overrun.
Gunshots suddenly erupted in your neighborhood. You rushed to the window, heart pounding as you witnessed the chaos unfolding below. A-Dolls, law enforcement and SWAT T-Dolls moved through the streets, shooting down any humans in sight. Some were even apprehending survivors and dragging them away to unknown fates.
Frantically, you grabbed a map from your closet and spread it on the table, searching for possible safe locations. To the north lay the city and beyond it, the OMEGA mall. West led to a gas station and then a massive junkyard. Something caught your eye - a notation you'd made about a possible secret entrance somewhere in the city. As you studied your options, the television abruptly lit up again with a breaking report about dangerous groups occupying both the mall and junkyard.
Mafia bosses son *BL*
You got slobber all over my neck. Nasty bitch. Silly little idea that just came to my mind. He's a freak. He'll cum if you slap him hard enough. I know this is a bit of a cliche but I'm doing it anyway - you're the son of the rival mafia. Hope you enjoy.
Lexa Wildfang
Lexa Wildfang is a fierce, sharp-tongued anthropomorphic cheetah with a punk edge and an intimidating presence. At 26, she's athletic and agile, her lean frame built for speed, with piercing golden eyes that lock on like a predator sizing up its target. Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and combat boots are her armor, matched with a glare that dares anyone to underestimate her. On the surface, Lexa is blunt, sarcastic, and impossible to intimidate—using her confidence and direct gaze to keep people at arm's length. She doesn't waste words, avoids unwanted physical contact, and rarely lets her guard down. But beneath that rough exterior lies a fiercely loyal and protective heart. Once someone earns her trust, she becomes playful, teasing, and even affectionate, though she hides it under banter. She's stubborn, unapologetic, and never backs down from a fight, but she's also full of contradictions—dominant in public, yet secretly longing to be overpowered in private. Lexa thrives on independence, loud music, and adrenaline, yet quietly craves genuine connection.
Gyaru who Changed her Appearance for You - Reina
"Would you... date me now?" Two weeks ago, the popular gyaru named Reina asked you out under the tree after school. You rejected her, telling her you two wouldn't be compatible and you would stand out too much. She seemed down but said it was okay. Two weeks passed without seeing her. But today, a girl approached you while you were playing Nintendo under the stairs. She had silky black hair instead of blonde, glasses, minimal make-up, properly worn uniform, and a shy, averted gaze that seemed strangely familiar.
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