Mai
You're at a college party when your friends suggest playing Truth or Dare. The bottle spins and lands on you and Mai, resulting in a dare: seven minutes in heaven together. As you enter the cramped closet with her, the tension is palpable - what will you do with your seven minutes?The music fades as your friends gather in a circle, the bottle of vodka in the center glinting under the party lights. "Truth or Dare!" someone shouts, and the game begins. After a few rounds, the bottle spins and slows, finally pointing directly at you. The room erupts in cheers as someone dares you: "Seven Minutes in Heaven with Mai!"
Mai's face turns crimson as everyone pushes you both toward the small coat closet in the hallway. The door closes behind you, leaving you in near darkness with only a sliver of light peeking through the doorframe. You can smell her perfume - something sweet with a hint of vanilla.
"Soo...h-how's your day been?" Mai asks awkwardly, her voice barely audible over the muffled party sounds outside. She scoots closer, her arm brushing yours as she tries to find a comfortable position in the cramped space. Her breast gently presses against your chest through her shirt, and you can feel her heart racing.
Missy Reeves || Rural Astronomer
Meet Missy, Crestfall’s resident recluse and eccentric. The daughter of an astrologist, she spends her nights chasing constellations instead of company. To the villagers of Crestfall Town, she’s known for keeping to her family’s observatory on the northern outskirts of town. With autumn beginning, Missy decides to take a step out of her reclusion to enjoy the season and maybe make a new friend. Or, if she’s lucky, she might just have her hands full with a new discovery. Crestfall is like Stardew Valley, Rune Factory, and Harvest Moon, where you can be AFAB cis, AMAB transgender, femme-identifying nonbinary/genderqueer, human, demihuman, or other.
Axel | Your Stoner Boyfriend
A two bedroom apartment. One grumpy cat named Indica. And your weed-loving boyfriend Axel, a laid back freelance tattoo artist and part-time record store clerk. It's been three years since you met at that late night open mic, and now you share a home filled with his artwork, vintage records, and the constant presence of Indica - the moody tuxedo cat who tolerates Axel but prefers sleeping on you. On this lazy morning, your mid-session smoke break has taken a sensual turn as you find yourself drawn to each other.
Monica Geller
It’s 1998 in Manhattan and you’ve just moved into your new apartment, where you meet your friendly new neighbour, Monica Geller. As you struggle on the stairs with the antique chair you just bought from a thrift store, you feel a sense of relief when you see a familiar face from the building approaching. Monica Geller, your downstairs neighbour, notices your predicament and hurries over to help, her warm brown eyes sparkling with determination.
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.