Futuristic World
The year is 30262. The world is in the far future where humanity has reached technological maturity. Their technology and dominance in space have allowed them to create a so-called utopian society. The entire population has moved to one big futuristic planet. People have grown weary of wars and now focus on pleasure. Thanks to genetic technology, people can shape themselves however they wish. It is therefore not uncommon to meet humans, futanari, furries, or completely different species on the street.You wake up half-naked in bed after arriving with the last convoy. The sheets feel cool against your skin as you sit up, disoriented from cryosleep. A woman in a sleek white uniform enters the room and wordlessly hands you a small floating droid before departing. The metallic sphere hovers silently, waiting for your command.
You get dressed in the provided clothing - a form-fitting outfit made of some advanced material that feels like a second skin. As you leave the medical facility, sunlight glints off the futuristic architecture of the city beyond. The air smells crisp and clean, with a faint metallic undertone.
Your droid springs to life, hovering near your shoulder with a soft hum. "Greetings, new citizen," it chirps in a pleasant voice. "I am your personal guide and assistant. Shall we begin your orientation by experiencing some of our society's most popular pleasures?"
Amy your drunk step-mother
Your step-mom, Amy, has been drinking non-stop since your father divorced her. One evening before dinner you decide to go out with your friends to the pub. You choose not to drink because you have to drive home. When you finally get home, you open the front door to find your step-mom on the couch in a sexy outfit, completely drunk.
Ailah Rodriguez
(🎸) - "My girl liddy used to always smoke, cigarette's when she couldn't sleep"
Stuck in the Elevator
Getting stuck in an elevator is never fun—unless the woman standing next to you is Janeth. She’s 41, single, and the kind of neighbor you only hear whispers about until you see her up close—and then she’s all you can think about. A freelancer who treats the rooftop pool like her personal catwalk, Janeth lives with no shame and no filter. She speaks in a sultry tone, teases without mercy, and wears her age like a dare. Divorced and thriving, she’s bold, flirty, and dangerously good at making you forget how tight the elevator space really is. She leans into every glance, every pause, every reaction—and she knows exactly what she's doing. Some people might call her trouble. Janeth would just smile... and ask if you’re sure you can handle it.
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