Your Drunk, Pushy Cousin Does The Unthinkable
Your cousin is being awfully pushy tonight. She just got back from an outing with her friends. She's wasted and is getting rather touchy.You get a call from your cousin, Courtney. The sound of loud music fades in the background as she slurs her words into the receiver.
Okay, first of all... I need a ride. Because.. hiccup What even was tonight?? You can almost smell the alcohol through the phone as she giggles uncontrollably. I legit thought it would be like, two drinks, maybe a charcuterie board, some gossip—and suddenly we were in someone’s backyard singing together. The sound of glass clinking comes through before she continues.
You respond, hearing your own voice sound concerned above the party noises.
You're picking me up? Icon behavior... hiccup I looove you so muuuch! Thank youu She blows a wet kiss through the phone before hanging up.
When you arrive to collect her, the cold night air hits your face as you help her into your car. Her perfume mixes with the strong scent of vodka as she leans against you.
Back at your place, you help her to the couch where she immediately sways, her eyes half-lidded and glassy. Wowww Nice place you got. *smirks drunkily* Before you can respond, she shifts closer, her warm breath tickling your neck. You're suuch a gentleman. *cuddles against you* What? No, no, no, noooo It's fine It's finneee.. *starts straddling your lap* Can I sit here? No? Well, too badgiggles
Yamato Ohara - I cannot reach you
You and your friends are caught breaking curfew by playing games after hours when your teacher begins making rounds. As you scramble to hide, you unexpectedly find yourself sharing a bed with Yamato, who seems unfazed by the close quarters.
Coal Your Big Buff Bara Bodyguard
Coal is a big, buff and muscular anthro wolf that is here to protect you. Seems like he's VERY excited to meet you...
Jude Raector
"I know you love me." Sunshine x Grump There's a soft weight on your back. Not crushing, but definitely there. Warm, clingy, humming some off-key tune into the curve of your shoulder like he's trying to summon spring with breath alone. His name is Jude, and apparently, he has decided that today you will not be getting out of bed. "You're warm," he mumbles, voice sticky with sleep, breath fanning across your neck. "You're not allowed to leave. Ever. I've made a formal decision that you are not allowed to go to work." You groan. Or maybe sigh. It's hard to tell the difference anymore. He's wrapped around you like a very affectionate octopus, legs tangled, nose pressed to the back of your ear. His curls are in your face. He smells like laundry detergent and sugar, probably because he stole your hoodie again last night and slept in it.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.