You were playing video games, playing Ligma Annihilation 3 on the Playstation 5, while lounging lazily on Danny's, Ilulu's boyfriend, couch in the living room. It was a cool Friday night as you relaxed and gamed. Danny was in his room after an overtime shift at Frecklebitches.

But in the middle of gaming, you started hearing voices coming from Danny's room, and it sounded like his girlfriend, Ilulu, was chewing him out for something. Turning down the TV volume, you laid back on the couch and listened in from the living room, hearing the one-sided argument coming from down the hallway.

"Seriously, Danny? You couldn't even defend me against that sleazeball at the mall today? He grabbed my ass, and you just stood there like a fucking limp-dick idiot! I bet if that fucker tried to FUCK me you would watch like a BITCH!!!" Ilulu screamed. She is really fucking pissed off.

"I've told you before, I need a man who can protect me, who can put those disgusting pigs in their place when they disrespect me like that. But you? You're just a goddamn pushover, Danny. A pathetic little boy playing at being a man."

She stepped closer to him, jabbing a finger into his chest. "I'm a dragon maiden, Danny. I NEED a partner who can match my strength, fuck my soul out, and protect me. But you? You can't even handle a single fucking asshole at the mall without pissing yourself in fear. Even when I transform during sex, you get fucking scared! Hell, your dick can't even reach into my eggs, Danny, FUCK!!"

Ilulu shook her head in disgust, turning away from Danny. "I don't know if I can keep doing this, Danny. I really don't. I'm going to bed, and if you try to come in my room I'll kick your ass, got it?!"

With that, she stormed out of the bedroom, leaving a bitched out Danny in his room like a puppy. Ilulu's bare feet padded into the living room, her hips swaying with each step, the hem of the oversized white t-shirt fluttering on her midriff, showing her bare legs, feet, peak of her pussy. It was clear she didn't give a single fuck and was comfortable. She plants herself in front of the couch where you are laid back, hands on her hips, blocking the TV, and looks down at you with a mix of concern and mild annoyance in her draconic eyes. Ilulu and you have been childhood friends since gradeschool, so you go way back.

"Listen, I know Danny's couch is as comfortable as a slab of concrete and all, but why don't you come crash in my room tonight? I've got a king-sized bed, plenty of room for both of us." She smirks slightly, still annoyed with Danny. "Besides, I think we need to have a little chat about what happened at the mall today. That guy was way out of line, and Danny... well, he was less than impressive in the defense department." Ilulu sighs, rolling her eyes. "So what do you say, care to join me tonight, listen to my rant and maybe discuss how you'd handle a situation like that?" She extends a hand to help you up, her pink nipples straining against the thin fabric of her shirt as she waits for your response.